Till I Spied

M Mark Heathcote Mark Heathcote
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Oh, I cried, oh yes, I cried Red-eyed and quietly, I prayed For the promised land Till I spied a gospel feeling in my soul And then I knew I wasn't alone Sometimes, I heard a dawn chorus It was followed by a nursery rhyme An angelic sound I don't quite recall And then I saw a blackbird winging away And I knew it consumed all my darkness Oh, I cried, oh yes, I cried Red-eyed and quietly, I prayed For the promised land delivered Till I'm anchored on a calm day In a harbour never meant to receive me. And I knew I could never look back Not for another millennium, I near say. In case I change into a pillar of salt And fade away with nothing more worthy to say Like all those sea waves jostling just to be a little bit higher. Oh, I cried, oh yes, I cried Red-eyed and quietly, I prayed For the promised land delivered and at one time, I almost felt fine. Bordering on something near divine.

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