At The Brackish Water
He came to me one day
At the pond of brackish water
My twelve year old frame
Sprawled out, fully extended
A tenebrous state
For a spry little youngster
He asked of my desire
The Savior, my Savior
My 12 year old eyes
Remained opaque, wretched lineage!
Lord, I can’t fathom, I can’t cogitate
Bereaved, I lamented...
He spat on the ground
Made some mud in his hand
Shook my earth, smeared some on
Told me, “Wash right this instant”
He watched as I flushed
That mud from my eyes
My twelve year old heart
Morphed as large as a planet
I can see, I can see!
Yesterday and forever
I kneel down and pray
At the pond of brackish water
Never forgetting that day
Spent with my Savior
He came to me one day
At the pond of brackish water
My twelve year old frame
Sprawled out, fully extended
A tenebrous state
For a spry little youngster
He asked of my desire
The Savior, my Savior
My 12 year old eyes
Remained opaque, wretched lineage!
Lord, I can’t fathom, I can’t cogitate
Bereaved, I lamented...
He spat on the ground
Made some mud in his hand
Shook my earth, smeared some on
Told me, “Wash right this instant”
He watched as I flushed
That mud from my eyes
My twelve year old heart
Morphed as large as a planet
I can see, I can see!
Yesterday and forever
I kneel down and pray
At the pond of brackish water
Never forgetting that day
Spent with my Savior
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