Shine like it does
You set the sun against me
And here I fell
Only to find my feet
Along the blinding path
To dust, the persecuting heart returned
So too, the spirit flew
And like scales
The veil lifted
And I caught sight
Of something quite intangible
Yet, therein I found true freedom
In slaving for you
As a fisher of men
Sep 27, 2020
Sep 27, 2020 at 12:14 PM UTC
Shine like it does
You set the sun against me
And here I fell
Only to find my feet
Along the blinding path
To dust, the persecuting heart returned
So too, the spirit flew
And like scales
The veil lifted
And I caught sight
Of something quite intangible
Yet, therein I found true freedom
In slaving for you
As a fisher of men
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