Something New

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The trees raising arms to pray protection from the blight,
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The ice roaring as it breaks away,
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The waves that are sighing, the land that is dying,
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Imprisoned in corruption and decay,
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And the sparrows are falling and looking to you,
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Crying, "Lord how we ache to be something new."

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    And bright is the day, and swift is the dawn,
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    And sweet is the fragrance of spring.
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    And cool are the rains, and warm is the ground,
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    And behold you renew everything.

The people who don't dare to dream of freedom or of peace,
The children for whom death is always near,
The banks and their lending, the wars never ending,
The power and the politics of fear:
The nations are lost, reaching blindly for you,
Crying, "Lord how we ache to be something new."

I walk, but I stumble on the darkening hills
And all turns to shadow, mist, and doubt,
And the light is all gone, but I still journey on,
And trust that the sun will soon come out.
Tear open these clouds, and let me see you;
Lord, how I ache to be something new.

        (and I hear you say...)
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        From this time forth and forever more
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        My Spirit shall not depart from you