The words.

If I were pain,
and in suffering,
I will look to thee,
I will seek your shine.

If I were in pain,
and at suffering's end,
I will seek your shrine;

I will call,
but you must let me struggle.
Push me, but push me forward.

Hold out your hand,
be merciful, but don’t pity.
Say the word, say the Word, say it.
Tell me what He says of me;
You are my brother,
Yes!, find me, find him, find us.

Free us, free them,
spread it, spread it, spread it!
The Word.
Spread them, spread them, spread them.
The words.


Written and first published on on Friday 1 Feb 2008, 5:02pm