Thrown into this prison cell
Through no fault of my own
Honouring my master
Yet from him no mercy shown
What can I do? what’s next for me?
The answers yet unknown.
It’s possible to languish
In this dark and painful place
Or try and make it bearable
And provide for hope a space
The seeds of promise have been sown
Helping others in their pain
Alas sorrows continue
And still in solitude I remain
Driving on and moving forward, Where is God in this?
Have I been long forgotten and are my cries a silent wish?
Longing and waiting, for there must be better days
But they are hidden from us, they are God’s mysterious ways.
Help me from my prison cell, dear God that is my desire
Rekindle the dying embers
Make a spark, a roaring fire.
There’s more than this, there’s more to see, tell me God what you require