In the constant darkness I strain to see
What I was and who I am to be...

It's not the way You let me be
It's not the way I see...

The shadows lengthen
Yes, though I am standing...

In dark times I await Your voice... It seems...
Then I hear the soft gentleness that your Word...

God...

Let the rain wash upon my spirit
let me feel your mercy my Jesus...

"God desires His church to be a rejoicing...
-- "When Ye Fast" written by Joy Haney...

You Consume Me...