Oh for patience and moments prolonged
Of ere uncertain longings and ballads unsung
Where words yet wander through the caverns
Of my mind
Where oh faith can I find
Hope for which all doubts disolve
Come and cure this divided heart
Where oh grace can comfort
This broken man
Where oh love
Can fill
For all desires true or ill
Twould waken in me
Through all of life
In trial in toil
Oft do they boil
Up within me
Till the testing
Comes complete
Oft in these times
My soul cries out
"Where oh faith
Can thee be found
Where oh wisdom
Doth thou abound"
For oft hath my heart
Plummeted aground
And there doth my
Sorrow and prayers
Enshroud
Oh grace can comfort
The coldest of hearts
Oh love to break through
The deepest of caverns
Warmth this chilling
Illing to the bone
Where long this suffering
And longing to be home
Yet home for where
Hath never known
Save mercy
Alone
If at last may find
Oh joy be kind
For this soul
Doth long
Oft in sorrow
Oft ere long
Yet stir in me
Thy wakening song
And sing thy praise
Through all the
Dark of days
That soon the dawn
Of joy may rise
And open these eyes
To life anew
Out from the grave
Of darkness bind
And come oh mercy
Come and find
Restore this heart
Ere tattered and part
From me mine former ways
That all my days
May sing thy praise
Till home at last
My soul
Should rise
And sing no more
Of death's reprise
-Joshua Lee Foist
Of ere uncertain longings and ballads unsung
Where words yet wander through the caverns
Of my mind
Where oh faith can I find
Hope for which all doubts disolve
Come and cure this divided heart
Where oh grace can comfort
This broken man
Where oh love
Can fill
For all desires true or ill
Twould waken in me
Through all of life
In trial in toil
Oft do they boil
Up within me
Till the testing
Comes complete
Oft in these times
My soul cries out
"Where oh faith
Can thee be found
Where oh wisdom
Doth thou abound"
For oft hath my heart
Plummeted aground
And there doth my
Sorrow and prayers
Enshroud
Oh grace can comfort
The coldest of hearts
Oh love to break through
The deepest of caverns
Warmth this chilling
Illing to the bone
Where long this suffering
And longing to be home
Yet home for where
Hath never known
Save mercy
Alone
If at last may find
Oh joy be kind
For this soul
Doth long
Oft in sorrow
Oft ere long
Yet stir in me
Thy wakening song
And sing thy praise
Through all the
Dark of days
That soon the dawn
Of joy may rise
And open these eyes
To life anew
Out from the grave
Of darkness bind
And come oh mercy
Come and find
Restore this heart
Ere tattered and part
From me mine former ways
That all my days
May sing thy praise
Till home at last
My soul
Should rise
And sing no more
Of death's reprise
-Joshua Lee Foist
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