Grave Robber

 

where do I end yet as we began, in faith
when desire goes unfulfilled
and my heart is sick for hopes deferred
all too familiar it seems
when disappointment finds its way in

upon meeting my lowered expectations
yet it still comes as a surprise to me
have I the right to be honest enough
to say what you don't want to hear

nevertheless I will not remain
but I will stand hopeful of so much more
when life bears the weight in this burden of pain
this light affliction casts no shadow on the glory of what's in store

what do I say when it hurts to breathe
yet remind myself of the final promise
when God eats death and every tear is bottled that was shed
swallowed up and buried with the world
He's alive and death is dead

heal my point of view
till I can see it as You do
the radiance protrudes into my line of sight
and I finally see the eternal day
after the sun is proved a shadow and a prosper-less night

I've spoken through the lens of this horizontal plane
and found these words make up these flat-lines
when everything I've said apart from You is all in vain
as the heart stops I find vertical resolution in these hard times

more beautiful moments
I won't be shaken or too afraid to hope again
when love is a vision that I am still invested in
despite the recourse of sickness, disease, and every sin

you'll find me at the altar when grace is an invitation
there is still a wedding to attend and the reception of salvation
and healing is our bread in the covenant of our souls betrothed
shameless we stand in glorified bodies, blood clothed

when peace has rule and reign even before the manifestation
I'll know a faith and we'll find our loved one's whole beyond all lamentation
oh death where is your victory when the sting is taken from the tongue
and we wield the members of our voices to truth in every song we've sung

this is the end but what is the end but an illusion
as we continue on beyond the grave and temporal grief
when every virus, lust, cancer, and whispering animosity
all the pain of this tortured world, will finally find relief

interpreting these blood lines
quoting crimson fashion statements to reconcile the soul
what is the cross but the death of the reaper
and love like a thief in the night is robbing what the devil stole...