We share in pain
And share your choice as we remain -
Become the monster inversed
Or care -
We will never reach the seventy times seven
If love is to come -
Love enough to release ourselves
From this sphere of the stars
And allow the Father's will be done -
He is nothing, but a child like we
Brought to face the glory
The justice
The volcanic fire of His eyes,
Alone, wrapped in a millstone,
Reduced to defiant ash -
And we
In the light of the green tree
Beneath His mighty wing
Clear away the debris
And roll on.
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