Cradle

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It’s dark outside tonight,

It’s loud inside my mind,

And though the hour is late,

My fear is wide awake

-she’s screaming.

 

What happened to our hope?

Where else can we go?

You left us here alone,

And there’s a gaping hole

-without you.

 

Come close to us,

Bend low enough,

It is Your touch

-we’re craving.

 

Come near tonight,

Come shine a light,

Make one thing right

-I’m losing.

 

You crushed my budding hope,

A fragile trust was broke,

You left me here alone

-I’m bleeding.

 

Come tend these wounds,

Come heal the bruised,

There’s much to soothe

-within us.

 

Be a cradle for this storm,

Your arms to keep me warm,

My head against Your chest,

Held there I will find rest

-for all things.

 

Your Love will be the feast,

The nourishment I need,

Your Mercy makes me new,

And I find strength in You

-so feed me.

 

Bend low for me tonight,

Come make something right,

Reach me if You can,

I’ll sleep within Your hands

-I’m willing.