I was in green grasses which were dark depths
which were my formation
and the people were my formation and my
guides through a long story
following in no footsteps in particular
but allowing wandering waiting
for myself I found a place that pulled me
pressing me into a mold of the world
but he pulled me out and washed me of
the dirt that covered me inspiring
me to be more like him and to care
about where my guidance was and will be
until the day he held my hand I was clueless
until the day he saved my soul
until then I saw the world without a lens
but now it shines with the light
now I shine with the light
because my eyes are opened to reality
because reality is seen through a lens
and freedom shows me the way
green grasses are not where I
am called to dwell and I
am called to dwell in the
dark valleys of hopelessness
my life is not for me
my time is not my own
my faith is not from within
my love is still broken
but broken love is better
than hate for hate hurts
those hated and those
who hate but
love binds like a chain
hate severs and love
heals making dark valleys
green grasses of praise
and so long as I have him
so long as he has saved me
and taken me into his life and his life
so long as his life and his life and my life are one
I shall not be lost again
but my way is clear before me
in the dark valleys
we call me to be in
I shall not be lost again
States of Praise 