it is by the one aboves grace

we have so much
is it such
a burden to let go
and give to those who are low?

a hand clenched tight
is a fist made to fight
it is by the one aboves grace
that we even exist is this time and place

so share with your neighbor
all you have to savor
be as kind to that stranger
as you would to your own savior

but hope ne'er does fail

can you see me?
do you dare to be
everything you can dream?
all is not that it does seem

we do bow our head
and cower before dread
but hope ne'er does fail
always it will prevail

worry not you must try
for by order divine
all is well in hand
all thoughout the land

sometimes a slow sad cadence

time marches on
we all have our song
sing it we must
in divine grace we trust

we dance along the way
through each and every day
sometimes a slow sad cadence
sometimes a flow of radiance

and at the very end
i hope i have been
a useful servant
and lived to glorify the new covenant

i came grieving

it was all a horrible lie
and i did cry and cry
simply medieval
is the depth of her evil

blinded by her beauty
and the promise of purity
i came grieving
into her trap so willing

put my bruised heart to the fire
and cackled at my ire
but it was all a lie
her evil i can not deny

so it has been written

do not relent
give 100 percent
give it all you got
throw in your whole lot

thus is the greater glory
at the end of the story
so it has been written
no real safety beneath heaven

what road will you take
that does not end at your wake?
what riches will you hold
for death to find you too bold?