A cross of darkness
Suddenly pulls me down,
And I collapse to my knees,
Crushed under its weight;
How long will it last?
Why can I not see The Light?
Where is the Great Dove?
He is here – I know it;
I struggle to find Him,
But I trust in Him,
Yet these words seem empty
When I am throttled by the
Frigid fingers of Fear;
So I slow down, I slow down,
And breathe in The Spirit,
Who refreshes my soul,
Then, little by little, the words
Start to sink in, they make
Sense, and behold I find that
I trust, I really do trust in Him;
And, steadied by this newfound
Faith, I embrace the cross,
Knowing that as I finally enter
The Magnificent Sea of Mercy,
The cross will melt and dissolve,
In the blood of The Lamb,
And I will rest in the arms of
The Lord of Divine Mercy.