Night Crossings

Sunrise breaking up the clouds

Night swoops in, I cannot see,
Its darkness fills my mind.
Fear creeping up to devour me.
With dread I glance behind.

Voices recount my past disgust.
The shadows laughing at my plight.
In desperation I cry out to God.
Lord, hold me by Your might.

God makes my feet bound like a deer,
to stand upon the height,
and anoints me with my tears
to greet His mourning light.

He makes my feet like the feet of a deer; he causes me to stand on the heights. Psalm 18:33

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