by Tony Cullen
September 2021
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I’d rather light a candle than curse the dark
All that’s not given is surely lost
The day is for living, the night for love
Every good and perfect gift comes from above
And in your solemn eyes I see the words of truth,
Burning out the dark, the deep and bitter root
I’d rather lift this veil than hide away
Hold onto the words that bring that change
Some say it’s darkest, Love, before the dawn
Nothing’s going to separate us from His love
We both know
The truth will set us free
Hold on to
the words of liberty \x2
And the walls will break
And we will overcome
Lifting feeble knees
And hands that do hang down
When the walls will break
We will overcome
Lifting feeble knees
And hands that do hang down
"His Branch" 