Hold me in the healing hour
Touch my self-inflicted bruise
I am terrified of love
You draw me on, but I abuse.
All the resurrecting loving
All the mysteries unfolding
All the hungry, urgent calling
That lights the knowledge I’ve been trawling.
Shall I worship you as God?
Yes, you are my most trusted friend
You walk with me along life’s path
And light my way, and light my end.