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Shroud of Darkness


Enveloped by Darkness

Darkness engulfs me.

Nowhere to run, why do I hide?

Hide from He who convicts me...

 

No clear hope, my soul is purged of it,

yet a flicker shone through...

A small flame from He 

who purges the Darkness.

 

He embraces my lost soul;

the heavens rejoice;

My soul is cleansed,

purged of the Dark One's evil,

for the Dark One flees from Him.

 

Hope is restored, a new life awakens.

Darkness exists, yet is crushed by Him.

Tribulation befalls me, yet I care not...

What does it matter? He is there

to purge the Darkness from my soul.

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