Hounds on the heels For days, years on end Isn’t that how it sometimes Most usually does it feel For all of us?
Oh! I cry Oh, my Warrior God! Alone and in the dark Now, incessantly Do I sob
Demons to the left, Evil’s pain to the right Of You nowhere in my vision Do I seem to catch sight All around only satan’s emissaries Alone, alone, always alone I cry Increasingly my very existence They overwhelmingly deride
Until I hear your trumpet I raise my head somewhat To Your loud commanding roar I can hear without a doubt And no longer can contain My own reverberating shout
As You command, aside evil Do you toss For of your beauty’s power Never will there be a loss The air around me you purify You clean Breathing better all at once Towards you do I try to lean
On this day, as I am allowed To gather and to see The unending sight of my Heaven’s King Upon His throne And Surrounded by your Almighty Power My soul in ecstasy has found its home!
SoulSails 