Hymn #76
To meet me is to dare into the darkness
If you are devoted to a dream
Go and light the lantern,
Leave your family abandoned
Meet me by the shallow of the stream
Oh, meet me by the shallow of the stream
To ask me is to love with hesitation
My answer is the same that it has been
Here is my affection
No condition and no questions
Open up the door and let me in
Oh, open up the door and let me in
To trust me is to travel past the towers
Those that make it back from here are few
It takes all of your devotion
To have courage for a moment
The world has bested better men than you
Oh, the world has bested better men than you
To love me is to sit upon the mountain
Every step is harder than the last
But to find the step above it
Is to triumph, is to summit
Taste the frigid water from the tap
Oh, taste the frigid water from the tap
To curse me for the life we left behind us
Is to misremember what was God's
For from the vacant cradle
To the empty kitchen table
Show me what was precious; it was lost
Oh, I'm sorry that I said it, and I know it might be reckless
Oh, show me what was precious; it was lost
If you are devoted to a dream
Go and light the lantern,
Leave your family abandoned
Meet me by the shallow of the stream
Oh, meet me by the shallow of the stream
To ask me is to love with hesitation
My answer is the same that it has been
Here is my affection
No condition and no questions
Open up the door and let me in
Oh, open up the door and let me in
To trust me is to travel past the towers
Those that make it back from here are few
It takes all of your devotion
To have courage for a moment
The world has bested better men than you
Oh, the world has bested better men than you
To love me is to sit upon the mountain
Every step is harder than the last
But to find the step above it
Is to triumph, is to summit
Taste the frigid water from the tap
Oh, taste the frigid water from the tap
To curse me for the life we left behind us
Is to misremember what was God's
For from the vacant cradle
To the empty kitchen table
Show me what was precious; it was lost
Oh, I'm sorry that I said it, and I know it might be reckless
Oh, show me what was precious; it was lost
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Writer(s): Joseph Pugliese
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