By Thy Grace by Merrimack
O Lord, the time is now to kill the silence of prayers,
to scream at the face of all this vow of obedience.
Give my will the strength to march toward Thee in
nudity, submission and holiness. Lead me to the gates
of the worlds below, O divine light from the North, to
the secrets of the 11 Kings of Edom, where no light
dwells but the black one that strives against creation.
Let me descend, O Lord, and cross Thine Abyss and stand
at Thy Left at the edge of divinity. Adona�, the time
is now that Thy Divine Ways are sought and walked to
leave behind the house of mundane futility to seek Thy
Breath beyond the gates of night and receive The
blessing of darkness by Thy Grace, by Thy Very Holy
Grace!
Adona�, hear this soul that sings Thy Glory. These
knees are made for kneeling and that is just what they
do, so grant Thy Favours to this son of Thine. Adona�,
in the times of glorification, put Thy Fire in my
throat, put Thy Fire in my throat! Fill it up of Thee
so that I can sing Thy Perfection. Put Thy Thom in my
heart so that I can die, and by Thy Grace, and Thy
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