Expel these demons from my bones
The painful words and worried moans
And hurry in to take their place
And I will sing with words of praise
And grace, o grace, come flowing down
While cymbals play, o love, resound

The demons dark may ever be
Looming, lurking silently
But lift my eyes and I shall see
Your glory shining beautifully
And peace shall be not far away
My King, my God, my Light, my Day


11/20/09