Waiting in the silent room,
clutching at her seamless clothes,
trembling with an awesome fear,
but fighting shadows deep and near
This is where You spoke to me,
this is where I was
this is where I wait again
for your reassuring love
small, weak; an ember barely there,
til you breathe life and peace
a strong wind rushing through the air
Silent and calm the storm becomes,
speechlessly overwhelmed as You call for me
only You can reach my deepest fears
and turn them into joyful tears
grateful, grateful
so very thankful.
Thankful, thankful,
let me never stop being grateful.
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