Good Lord!

He saves my soul from Hades

Saves me from Sheol

He clutched me from Gehenna

On the shores of life, He nursed me whole. 

He freed me from the nightmares

And all of this world’s despair. 

Happy to oil his hands and feet,

I let down my long, dark hair.

Beautiful One, my lord, my love, 

Whatever they’ve done

With faith, we rise above,

No matter how the world at large may try,

To isolate and leave me alone…

My Lord, again has set me free,

Letting truth and liberation through,

I'll bless his soul eternally,

Blessed by my freedom in Him too. 

He lifts me up and brings me life, 

Reviving the Seeds of Light I've sown. 

He makes amends with worldly force,

Organizes our better way forward.  

My suffering was not in vain,

My life, my fruit brings glory to my Lord.

Tara of Melchizedek