Restoration

My spirit is broken, my days cut short. I am marked for the grave. My Flesh is clothed with worms and dirt My skin is broken and festering. I said I will die with my nest I will live as long as a Phoenix and My root will spread to the water I thirst but their water is bitter I am blessed though my trials are many, I will see the full glory of my God My redeemer lives, he will rise on the dust My flesh is destroyed, but I will see my God I thirst but their water is bitter But with yours I will never thirst again I will see him for myself My eyes, not someone else I will behold the living tree and receive the healing leaves I spoke without understanding Of wonders far beyond me But now my eyes see you I detest myself I detest myself I repent with dust and ashes He lives within me, I am eternal Grave where's your victory? death where is your sting? I have been restored!