As I Look up Further Still

Patient now I must abide
And trust in Him who formed her world
And look to love on every side
And give less thought to death.

But as I do spend time in pain
(for I know I’m born to it)
The love that rests in ancient words
I pray would live in life.

Gently go to harshest plain
The place where such forgiveness lies
The road to peace is blood-fought hard
Let my world be made.

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