Consuming Night.

Consuming night, the furor’s sound

does the soul’s cry for grace confound.

The tears of sorrow shed for naught,

a life of light with darkness fraught.

A God seems deaf despite the pleas

for mercy, grace, and love for these.


When love falls short of saving grace,

forgiveness deigns to hide its face.

Dark thoughts aswirl in tempests form,

alone we stand, our hearts forlorn.

We seek Your light for guidance true,

it’s You we lift our voices to.


With regret, the sky wanes black

with no way of turning back.

By Your grace, we pray

for redemption’s touch,

And ask for mercy’s calming flood.


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