By
Joshua C. Merris
Here I stand amidst a spacious field ensnared by hate and lies
Encumbered by the hopelessness of its broken hearted cries
So many lost, so many losing, some going and almost gone
Mists of darkness pierce the souls of men, few steadfast remain strong
The Light of Lights still calls to them, though in pride they do not see
Their gaze is fixed on mocking cries, their backs are to the Tree
And so here I stand amidst the crowds, upon a path my feet still trod
So narrow, so fixed, I feel my way, firmly holding to the rod
Sometimes my clenched fists felt so weak, when I felt I was alone
But another has come to walk with me, now together we journey home
We hear the voice of Him who calls, though by the world we are despised
Together before Him our knees will bow, I see Eternity in her eyes
