Easter Vigil

Through a time of testing and of trial
When madness had become my daily bread
Drama on her part on mine denial
The dead alive the living nearly dead
From bad to worse there must have been a curse
Deliver me from the idolatry
Of she would control me utterly

The creature displaced the creator to
Become my god my Lord instead of you
And so I fell to false idolatry
But my idol proved unworthy of me
Offending divine sensibility

As dawns your rising day I ask you Lord
Forgive and may you only be adored
The impostor was not even a real
Person as I am with a heart to feel
But only a conspiracy of lies

Lord Jesus rise in me too as you rise

+Steven Curtis Lance



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