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Wednesday, October 14, 2009

HOLD ON: RESTORATION COMETH

Cling unto the chain of tears

Let each drip lift your heart

Every pitch of pain –

Wings of restoration are.



Let the song ring: In darkness,

Clear sight nowhere

But assurance: The flood –

Of light is matching to trump.



In the fall of things

Center to hold nowhere

Cling unto hope: Soon

The insoluble‘ll resign –

Obeying the command: Restoration.



Cling unto the chain of tears

Let each drip lift your heart

Every pitch of pain –

Wings of restoration are.

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