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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