Waiting in the Wilderness
This is the wilderness time, when every path is obscure and thorns have grown around the words of hope. Be the wings of our strength, O God, in this time of wilderness waiting. This is the time of stone, not bread, when even the sunrise feels uncertain and everything tastes of bitterness. Be the wings of our strength, O God, in this time of wilderness waiting. This is the time of ashes and dust, when darkness clothes our dreams and no star shines a guiding light. Be the wings of our strength, O God, in this time of wilderness waiting. This is the time of treading life, waiting for the swells to subside and for the chaos to clear. Be the wings of our strength, O God, in this time of wilderness waiting.
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