Tides of the Enigma

When our end draws near

and my love falls apart

I begin to feel a call

from the reaper within the walls,

the snake in my garden

beckoning me

crying out my name

alluring a returning

to a bed of ash and ruin;

begging the question

what’s one more log

in the fire of my iniquities?

But I cling tightly to you, my God

I will never let you go

wrap our wrists in righteousness, my God

lead me through valleys I cannot know

give me intimations of the highest, my God

let Your glory be shown.

When the earth quakes

and I am bitten by snakes

I will choose

to love you through everything;

collapse and calamity

cannot withstand me

when I seek shelter in Your shadow,

from a place laid low

dousing the flames

purifying the intentions of my aims

a living declaration of your fame

for Your revival is unrivaled

it shall know no bounds

and when the Deep shouts against us,

we will hear no sound

for our souls have awakened

foundations now never to be shaken

by the Love I put my faith in

my spirit finds renewed resolve.