Suffocation; the torture of life without breath Debt; the torture of being trapped without way of getting out
We signed away our souls and our very livelihoods So that we might find treasures deep into the earth In vain we gave ourselves to this cause We became bankrupted and we became slaves to our toil We inhaled our work and it poisoned our bodies We owed our souls to the company for which we worked
We dig deep into the earth In search of ancient treasures formed long long ago Seeking to find riches beyond belief and beyond compare Beginning a noble crusade for good things But then continuing on to become a misadventure where there is little redemption Oh what an ignorant odyssey we had begun!
In a manmade cavern, we dig for riches Our faces becoming covered with black soot As we invest into the dreams of the treasures for which we dig And yet then further and further falling into debt Until we are not only suffocated merely by the soot of coal but also by our debts And as if the danger of this mine were not enough before the the mines began to fall onto our very heads
We toil for years upon years in this dark mine of coal Losing all we knew and all we were for the sake of unsatisfying treasure Our friends die day after day suffocated by the matter of our toil We inhale our work and our lungs become so filled and poisoned with the soot of the coal Many could no longer breathe or bear the pain of the poison in their lungs And then they die in the depths of the dark caves searching for treasure in vain
Not knowing we had signed a death wish To toil deep into the depths of the mantle of the earth searching for forsaken treasure Believing that we were searching for good things That we truly were in the midst of a noble crusade Not even knowing of the reality in which we stood That there truly was a terrible hell in which we were living
To this point we knew not of the soot slowly suffocating our lungs And we knew not of the blood pouring out of our wounds We knew not of the utter blackness that covered our faces Or that no oxygen flowed to our ever so needy lungs We knew only of the importance of our mission And the necessity to find the treasures for which we were sent out
But the reality of this deep and dark quarry was a hell never before known And the unknown need of fresh air was as heavy as a newborns need for his mother's milk Yet we knew not of the need for fresh air For our eyes were set on the prize To mine the treasure for which we had so long toiled And we forgot of our need to live and seek good things
Not knowing the depths of our manmade cavern and our lostness Our faces so covered with dried soot and blood Longing for new air to freshen our dying lungs And longing for Holy Water to wash clean our coal-filled and coal-covered bodies Yet we knew not any of this And we knew not of the depths of our pain and our suffering
Yet then one day we break through the surface of the earth We see the light of the sun, and we see good things The light of day shines onto us And a cool breeze blows onto our faces Then we take a collective breath of the new air A breath of fresh air more satisfying than a thousand breaths in the depths of the horrid coal mine
We see something we had not seen in years, freedom And as our eyes set upon the world which we had nearly forgotten We see the beauty that we had indeed forgotten We realize the hell that we had clearly been enduring And in a moment it all becomes clearer than ever before The treasure of the coal mine had so deceived our hearts and our judgement and our very sanity
For we knew not of the depth and gravity of the terror of the hell we were in We thought we were simply searching for gold, but we had truly sold our souls Digging deep into the depths of the planet toward the core And we lost ourselves in the darkness and depravity of the shaft Suffering in blindness and lostness, unable to find any good things Until finally we found the Light from above
Our debts had been cleared and our bodies had been made new How sweet the wind was upon our sweaty, soot-covered, bloodied faces as we emerged from the cave And then we were washed clean of all of our pain and suffering The blood was washed from our faces, and our wounds were healed The soot from the thick coal was scrubbed from our flesh, and our poisoned lungs were healed And we were freed from the terror of our suffering
For out of the depths of the earth with squinted eyes and limp limbs We emerged into great Light never before seen And as our eyes adjusted, so did our understanding The understanding of just how lost we had been And just how close to death we came with each and every day But the breath of fresh air, and the sight of new light resurrected us
From the great horror of our past we were healed And from our ever-growing debts we had been released We were freed from our self-imprisonment and given new life And not on our own accord in the slightest But by the great love of Christ Jesus For Jesus is our great deliverer
A narrative poem about the great love of Christ through even the deepest depths and the darkest darkness