Hunted

What I have got you have no interest in
Skating on the ice that is so damn thin
I remember the love of those that have it
So many see it and try to reach out and grab it

Boasting favours before God I enjoy what it serves
Takes a lot more than someone with strong nerves
To behold the Light and Face of God, I have seen
For the glint in my eye has shown images foreseen

My bold claims before the Lord can only be true
Gently nudging one to adhere to His Will like glue
No turning back when it matters most
Oh I believe in the Sacred and Holy Host

He delivers me from every evil confronted
Sends His angels to capture the hunted
Heals my soul from what was torn away
And raises me up into love today

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