Though asked, I can't explain with answers
the feelings that remain here stranded
with no running water for refreshment
and no chance alone to find my way.
So leaning gently on the hand of God
I look down and hide my eyes in pain
there's no love that I could want more
than what's revealed here in these stains.
Safe in your nail scared hands I lie
with burdens held in bloody hands
for I have felt your pain through love
and now find rest although I stand.
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