Within nighttime dreams
I walk in cold, forsaken places,
dark, dead lost places,
far beyond the reach of hope.
I listen to the suffering,
I hear the sorrow,
I feel the pain,
I know the emptiness;
they are places through which
I have walked before.
When I awake
You are there,
standing by my side,
never letting go,
never walking away;
healing me,
renewing me,
blessing me
when I deserve nothing,
forgiving me
when I can not forgive myself,
reminding me that without You
I can never overcome.
Deliver me O Lord
from dark, dead places,
lost and forgotten places,
hidden within the shadows of dreams;
take away the emptiness
as only You can.
Hold me now,
bathe me in Your light,
fill me with Your love,
surround me with Your glory,
let me belong to You forever,
my Savior,
my King,
my God;
my Everything.
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