Until My Fingers Bleed
Peace in the Chaos
Oh, dusty old guitar
You’ve sat in the corner
For far too long
Come, let us rekindle
The joy that we once had
With your healing song
- - -
Let us put away
The sorrows of today
That compete for our attention
Let the soft hum
Of your worn metal strings
Ease this crippling tension
- - -
Let my weary voice
Harmonize with your melody
As all else fades away
Let no intruder or thief
Steal from this peaceful place
Let anxiety flee in vain
- - -
Oh, the flesh is weak
But my spirit is willing
So, let us play until my fingers bleed
Until my voice fades
And your timbre grows dull
All for Him who bled for me
About the Creator
Levi Dickson
Primarily a songwriter, but no stranger to poetry.
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