behind the lines,

unclear undefined,

arrive the whys I can never answer.

 

beneath the cuts

and wounds there rots

things that I know I could never heal.

 

But in you alone,

my God, your glory upon that throne

can never be exchanged for this world.

 

your words they heal,

in you I feel,

complete because I know that I am yours.

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