i wrestle with the insects
for the ground that is
my bed
my pillow? dirty laundry
bundled up to rest my
head
dignity is my armor
and my Savior is my shield
and truth,my medication
to keep my mind,my own,to
wield
i seem to walk the earth
alone
still my heart does not
yet hate
striving only for the
glory
hoping heaven is my fate
i won't need a shining
castle
built upon a cloudy ridge
just a spot of ground
in heaven
underneath our Saviors'
bridge
andy thornton
