a gentle mist blows over my soul
for that which tells me i died
now gives new life to my being
a breathe of fresh air in my lungs
cleansing my soul of all iniquities
i want to shout it to everyone
tell of all that you have done
but my voice seems so weakened
i strain to let out a whisper
even this murmur is but a sigh
relief from the monotony of silence
my heart leaps for i have a voice
i indeed have a soul to live
a reason of consciousness overwhelmes
inexplicable joy mounts on wings
carrying my over the dreaded sea
waves beneath me crash all around
the water tries to overcome
yet i rest forever in the clouds
though i sink, may i never fall
raise me to the level of perfection
that glory may be seen in my life
shining light to the downcast sea
whatever it may be, have your way in me