Phantom Memory: Psalm 114

The seas that rage within my heart,
    The rivers in my soul,
The mountains and the valleys start
    Until they are made whole.

From prison did he free my life,
    My chains he broke away.
This life which once was full of strife,
    He’s making new each day.

And though my broken heart rebels
    Against his loving hand,
The part that’s clean to soiled tells,
    “Still follow his command.”

Life’s path ahead will be a fight,
    My soul the battle prize.
So patient must I walk in light,
    Led by his loving eyes.

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