How did I get here
To the place where I don’t even miss You?
Where did I turn aside and become lost in a forest of my own invention?
Time is a fatal friend that has slowly eroded desire
And left me empty and dry
I’ve spent weeks without eyes to see
And months without ears to hear
But then Your grace appears
And You remind me of a guarantee
That I cannot deny
You were the one who plucked me from the mire
And You called me out before I had any comprehension
Of who You are and what You can do
I have nothing to fear
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