I thought my strength would be enough
That might could get me through
The blinding winter's view
I know that grace is still enough
But grace is hard to find
When comfort's on the line
My courage yielding its breath
Making sense of the fight
Is redemption enough
For all the detours I hide
No room for beauty in death
Oh darkness, meet light
What joy can come for the weak
What beauty for the tears
Awaiting one who bleeds
My weakness wielding his grace
Bringing sense to this fight
Long days for earnest sights
Slow pay for endless nights
Welcoming beauty in death
When darkness meets light
Oh darkness, meet light
I'm underprepared
Overassigned
No beauty I see
No joy that is mine
Where is the one
Who'll search for the weak
The drowned who won't reach
The trapped who won't flee