Picture taken by Sean Smith Copyright 2017 |
Sharply cold, the waves are breaking,
Smashing walls of seething ice
Smashing walls of seething ice
Spraying shards from peaks and asking
What ugly ransom could suffice?
Only You can lift my anchor
Only You sustain in grief
I'm powerless and prone to wander
But you sail past my unbelief.
Passion's fire that I was missing
I had dropped along the way
In the sea beyond the moonlight
In the densest foggy gray
What ugly ransom could suffice?
Only You can lift my anchor
Only You sustain in grief
I'm powerless and prone to wander
But you sail past my unbelief.
Passion's fire that I was missing
I had dropped along the way
In the sea beyond the moonlight
In the densest foggy gray
Picture taken by Sean Smith Copyright 2017 |
You return to me the fire
Though stormy waves, it's been rebuilt
My eyes have found your tenderness
Though without a drop of guilt
And then the gentle snow starts falling
And you inspire my song again
I wait for rays of sun to glitter
On the white and shining glen
Here we are to stay til springtime
Watching as the snow feeds streams
Though stormy waves, it's been rebuilt
My eyes have found your tenderness
Though without a drop of guilt
And then the gentle snow starts falling
And you inspire my song again
I wait for rays of sun to glitter
On the white and shining glen
Here we are to stay til springtime
Watching as the snow feeds streams
That come from mountaintops to gather
In the lakes, o'er bright mist gleams
Stay and watch as buds awaken
And reach out to the warming air
Coax them from their sheltered haven
Tendrils climbing, sleek and fair
The copse is standing at attention
As Shepherd leaps from crag to ridge
His feet are able and stride immense
From dreams to life He builds a bridge
He'll shape my lowly feet to be
As strong and nimble as His own
Like hinds that spring to reach the cliffs
We'll climb as one, His strength alone.
In the lakes, o'er bright mist gleams
Stay and watch as buds awaken
And reach out to the warming air
Coax them from their sheltered haven
Tendrils climbing, sleek and fair
The copse is standing at attention
As Shepherd leaps from crag to ridge
His feet are able and stride immense
From dreams to life He builds a bridge
He'll shape my lowly feet to be
As strong and nimble as His own
Like hinds that spring to reach the cliffs
We'll climb as one, His strength alone.
Picture taken by Sean Smith Copyright 2017 |
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