and the Train of my thought
the View of my sight
And the Treasure I bought
Be the Calm of my Storm
And the Stars of my night
Be Love in my form
And my Commander in fight
Be Mercy in me
But Fierce Force in the fight
The Breeze that blows through me
When nothing goes right
Be that Something I strive for
At all times, at all cost
The one Thing I die for
When my body has lost
Be the Vessel that takes me
Away from life's tests
The Dock that I reach
When my soul's found its Rest
(Chorale winter tour January 14, 2006)
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