Come, Immanuel

morning frost on trellis

Darkness hides when light  appears,

pain recedes when comfort nears;

soul is freed when soul bleeds tears,

Come, Immanuel.

Baptise earth with heaven’s light,

comfort  us with wrongs made right,

wash our tears, restore our sight,

Come, Immanuel.

Lean on Me

When cares weigh shoulders down with pain

and heavy is your life’s refrain,

in places where  your solace wanes,

lean on Me.

When hope is just a distant dream

and breakers wash your goals upstream,

in silence, when your soul bleeds screams,

lean on Me.

I am Rock, a solid mass,

I am Time, when seconds pass,

I am Truth, your looking glass –

lean on Me.