A hand A fist Broken glass and a bloody wrist Hollow tears that pour like rain And bloodshot eyes never stop the pain
A prayer A cry A joyful song always once fell shy Reading the words that are meant to heal And an aching sense that its not real
Angrily Hopelessly I say My God is near, my God here, I say, I say my God is near
Set in stone is my belief But cut in flesh my doubt and grief Along with all my fears, conviction A gnawing fear that hope is fiction
Jesus Christ the same yesterday Today forever and every day Jesus Christ mighty to save Glory, blood, and greatness gave
I need hope I need light For the desperate, raw and numbing fight
Angrily Hopelessly I say My God is near, my God here, I say, I say my God is near
My God is near (my God is here) (I say, I say) I can barely say I say I say my God is near
-Zachary Smith Ferris
….says it all….
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