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Find
Me There
Salvation's hunger waits in time
As Hope's speculation climbs
Deeply depressed in her sublime,
Captured, controlled am I?
Suffering's dependents dormant dare
To mold and contend with care
He's high on the sorrow of faces fair,
Wearing contentment unaware.
Now Wisdom's kind clothes others you see
These are urged with spurs of Deity
And the Word he breathes inside of three
Each one is perfect, most holy.
I am running and I'm scared
Most Holy
Can you find me there?
Most Holy
I am running and I'm scared
Most Holy
Can you find me there?
Poverty's soul is pitch and set
On loving hearts with no regret
Solitude and loneliness duel for the crown in their duet.
Rest has found a Bride inside
Although there are castles where she can hide.
High in the tower enslaved to Pride
Waiting for Relief she can't describe.
I am waiting and I'm scared
Most Holy
Can you find me there?
Most Holy
I am waiting and I'm scared
Most Holy
Can you find me there?
I am running and I'm scared
Most Holy
Can you find me there?
Most Holy
I am running and I'm scared
Most Holy
Can you find me there?
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