Perhaps my dust, in torment, takes heart's form at last,
Takes heart's form,
Perhaps my dust, in torment, takes heart's form at last,
That the trial now, O Lord, does not become the very trial that was passed.
Tormented, tormented, tormented, tormented,
Perhaps my dust, in torment, takes heart's form at last,
Tormented, tormented,
Perhaps my dust, in torment, takes heart's form at last,
That the trial now, O Lord, does not become the very trial that was passed.
Perhaps my dust, in torment, takes heart's form at last.
Sometimes the abandoned destination, the traveler remembers with a sting,
A sting that is a prick in the breast, lest it become the sorrow of the destination,
A sting that is a prick in the breast, lest it become the sorrow of the destination,
Perhaps my dust, in torment, takes heart's form at last.
Love has made me a sea, without message, without measure,
Love has made me a sea, without message, without measure,
This, my, this, my, this, my
Love has made me a sea, without message, without measure,
This, my own self-seeing, this, my own self-seeing,
This, my, this, my own self-seeing, lest it become my shore,
This, my own self-seeing, lest it become my shore,
Perhaps my dust, in torment, takes heart's form at last,
That the trial now, O Lord, does not become the very trial that was passed.
Perhaps my dust, in torment, takes heart's form at last.
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