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The sun is now hiding but soon will be rising

Upon this dark and stark land of hopelessness.

It’s the hiding that brings this abiding sense that something’s missing

It’s the hiding that brings this chiding voice that nothing will ever change

Not for me.  I won’t get free.  I’ll never see.

So I sit in the dark.  

Dreaming of the dawn of a new day.

Will the sun ever rise on me?

I pray through the watches of the night caught in the fight of my life

Wrestling for rest, aching for some sort of direction or affection 

So I look out the window, toward the horizon for the rising sun

To dispel this darkness that wraps its talons around me

But there is no glow, nothing to show for my longing

Will this night ever end, shall I ever see the rising sun?

It has risen on so many, will it rise upon me?

I dwell in the shadow of my own doubts.

I can’t be the only one pondering these thoughts.

Surely there are others who lie awake sleeplessly waiting for their own daybreak.

Surely there must be those who stare at the pitch-black skies pining for peace within

The forlorn waiting to be reborn.

There must be others staring into the night,

Suspended somewhere between dusk and dawn

Wondering if the sun will ever rise for them, ever shine on them, 

ever warm their frail and frigid hearts.

Surely I’m not alone in my personal darkness.

And still something in me keeps looking toward the east for illumination

I’ve seen it before, will I see it again?

The sun has set for me and keeps setting, never rising…

Never rising to my rescue, never rising for my breakthrough

I need Breakthrough, will you breakthrough?

Will You?  Will you be my daybreak?

Will you ever crest on this mess of a life?

Will you ever shine down on this letdown of a life?

Will you ever melt this icy buildup around my heart with your warm rays of joy?

Will you rise for me or will you stay in the tomb alone behind the unforgiving stone?

I need a rising, something surprising to shine through the ominous night

Something out of the ashes that smashes the blackness

A light unto my path, a lamp unto my feet.

I need a sunrise, a resurrection

A shaft of light to pierce my night with something bright and beautiful.

Something hopeful to hang onto, to cling to…and never let go

I long for the morning to heal my mourning.

A rising sun to wipe away my tears, my fears.

Will you rise and shine on me today?

Will you?

Please come out of hiding.

I’m gazing toward the eastern horizon, 

Waiting, wanting, wishing

Will you rise and shine on me today?

I’ve dwelt in darkness for too long

I long for your light.

So arise, my knight in shining armor.

Arise and shine in all your glory.

Dawn on me today. 

Please, Jesus, dawn on me today.