Sitting in the gloom
Rotting flesh all around
Saved from certain death
And yet still not fully rescued
We wait in the hands of our God
Dampness clings to the skin
All light has been shut out
That sinking feeling in your stomach comes back
Every time you remember
We’ve seen the depths where we were heading
The mercy of forgiveness
The sternness of correction
The humbling of our hearts
The transformation we so desperately need
Finally we return to dry land
God has shown us immeasurable grace
No more interest in going our own way
Our hearts await His call
Glimpses of the Greater 