In sight I see but dimly
is it a mirage of the sand
Or is it just a man, or is it God,
in human form arrayed
Is this man son of God most high
will my torments never cease
Some smallest part of my dark soul
sees light that can be grasped
I run and trip and run to him
no darkness holding back
No evil stops me in my tracks
to reach this fount of light
He tells me in a clear sure voice
that though my many faults
He finds some worth in me alone
that evil cannot hide.
And banishes with just a word
the tide and seas of grief
He challenges, commands to go,
the host of evil things
Those nameless controlling drives
that hell has fashioned here
I stand before him lost in love
my mind it’s really clear.
I simply cannot understand
what power has been wrought
And yet I know that deep within
this saviours work I’m caught (Alt : In this saviours net I’m caught)
Not in the fancies of human thought
nor educated reason
I have been set free from guilt and grief,
and all eternal treason.