PS 11

Let me take refuge
In the comfort of your peace
Time and time again

I need that mercy
For my mind is a tyrant
Constantly thrashing

Let foreign arrows
Not add to my misery
It is you and I 

How about we start
Making your Holy Temple
Brick by heartfelt brick? 

Love as the mortar 
Each fashioned and set in place
In loving kindness 

A place to call home
Where daily burdens are light
And yoke is easy 

Fitting like a glove
With Bard's Clock I have in mind
Paired from very first

Paired to very last
I long to see your face, God 
So make me upright

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