I will wait for you
dressed in winter
Speak to me and mend my
broken heart,
Pray for me and lift me
from the dark,
Cure my sin through
tears and joy.
Bring me nothing but the
truth,
I'm lost among the sea
of sinners,
but with the voice of
honey over thunder
It's my doomed soul you
soothe.
I will wait for you
dressed in winter.
For eons and eons, my
star,
You'll never dawn.
Not as a dream, not with
that beam!
You brought hope back
into my bloodstream.
Oh, love! Shine upon my
empty life
Rupture from an endless
strife.
Good God! Let me give
you my life,
Now that his love stroke
me once again with thy knife.
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