The city set high on a hill.
It shone so radiant, so perfect, so pure.
The narrow way so clearly shone
You had to walk it up alone
Murky river I remember
Its deep ungentle thoughts
where he bought my immortal soul
when I lay at bottoms low.
He fetched me to the sacred shore
I woke awash in holy light
Shed the dust of Earth’s long night
I slid off my sheets of stain
And felt his cleansing holy rain.
That precious precious lighted hill
where I had never been
but I had seen it in a mirror
saw my end as it drew nearer
Afresh, I stalked this city’s light
Pushed by the pulse that pulled me there
I felt naked and ashamed
But I had made it, finally here
In the darkness of my valleys
In the doubting of my searching soul
I saw in him no shifting shadows
Only the light that had brought me here
That separates the soul from skin
And the horrid hurts of the human soul
The darkness fled so I’m now flooding
Into the light, my eternal home.