Reclamation

Where upon this floor I lie,

Beckon unto You with soul dost cry..

My head cannot take the weight of this pain,

But Lord, I know, this is for your gain!

I look outside, and wish I were..

Gone with the wind unto the earth.

Scaling the depths of Your glory,

Upon the eagle's back I ride..

And down into the shadows of the tree I hide.

You meet me here and sit awhile,

I talk to You if presence be so..

My Comforter, Oh friend of sorrows,

Stronghold, My Deliverer!

You wipe my tears that flow as rivers of torrent,

Though confusion grip my soul,

There will never be a hole..

You always fill, you mend my wreckage,

And gird me with the armor of shine,

Unto Thee, be glory divine!