In darkest night and chilling fear
The tide of life o’er takes us
To linger on in doubts repose
Replacing Heaven’s chorus
The elements of mortal life
Displaced our fallen tissue
Succumbs to pain and withers
Never in life yet to renew
Infirmity then rears its head
The doctrine of a fallen world
Into the long nights doubtful watch
Our mind and spirit quickly hurled
To ask but why the question drops
Into the echo of time’s halls
Then heard aloud in whispers hush
Of everything the soul recalls
From thrones of glory given grace
To overcome by His hand
To touch a nails inflicted wound
Allows the heart to understand
In happenstance then comes to know
The blood from every pores release
Allows each hallowed child to feel
The power of enduring peace
The road is long and steep the climb
Yet not alone in every step
The Friend and Brother ever there
There is no doubt His promise kept
Keep learning by His gentle hand
In trials long and arid drought
To listen and to understand
Then never let His light go out
Walking in His meek repose
As storms yet rage still doubt and fear
Yet won’t give in, persistence lives
As strengthened by His healing tear
The One who holds the worlds in sway
Who condescended through His love
Has loosed the bands of death and hell
So families soar with God above
The Angels who raise strains of praise
In testifying of a place
Where in the midst of life’s despair
We’re captured by His warm embrace
Then quickened by the piercing light
That fills our soul illuminates
As knowledge grows from seeds of faith
The fear and doubt then dissipates
To cast our eyes outside the veil
Beholding ever present there
How small and quick the journey here
Gives hope to let the soul repair
The succor of redeeming grace
A pure and quiet comfort near
That nothing can delay the time
When from the skies He does appear
So after every test is passed
Abiding deep in
There comes a day with Him we dwell
Forever sheltered from all harms
When enemies are all destroyed
Then we will know what now we feel
The raging of the world erased
As now our souls are finally still
When in remembrance we partake
Of memories question then we see
What passeth all understanding…
…His peace that fills eternity.
By Nicholas J. Delgado
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