"The Chill"
Oh Chill Oh Chill Of Night And Storm
In Thee Am I Forever Reborn
How Hard At Night I Softly Pray
For Brooding Night To Bring The Day
My Heart is Sad And I Can Cry
That Grateful that I did not Die
My Heart all sad and wearily spent
I Pray Thee Learn To Repent
For Scorn I Could have easily died
A Million tears Love's falsest Pride
And When I collapse On God's Shores
I pray to suffer no more no more
Oh Chill of night and dark and Bones
Forever will I seek my Home
In Jesus Name,
Amen
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