Everlasting Light

Across vast bridge over everlasting saline,
Midst beauteous floret, lyrical fay in empyrean,
White light midst silhouette beckons to me,
He holds out his hand and helps me to see.
 
Such warmth in his heart, sweet king of kings,
His spirit is pure, he persuades me to sing.
He teaches me patience and pride in myself,
He offers his love in ill or good health.
 
My creator, my sculptor, my reason to breathe,
My faith forever tested whenever I grieve,
Yet angels await on celestial planes,
I live my life until I leave my remains.
 
Your image is power, hope, love is pure,
I wander toward you, held in your allure.
The good in my heart are mere shavings from you,
Majestic prince of our lord, I bow before you.