"Atonement Day To Pray"

Atonement day to pray
my life born of strife
below the bough,
with voice distraught
outpouring of my soul
yields a hard firm stone.

Each thorn’s a tongue
his marvels to proclaim,
spring waters in a dream
my want will find the way,
weeping without pain
for resolution day,
the will to see
joy in heaven.

God's garden scene
peacefulness in solitude,
his son on the bough to die
raised with prayer shall abide,
the lute a faithful sound within me
hymns rising to declare his praises.

Saved my life from the pains of hell
in beauty lighting up the night sky,
shining brightly like the stars
seen by all who believe,
no more tears to cry
on holy ground.

Hail! I explained
my love for Christ,
atonement day to pray
his treasure to save me,
rising from the grave anew
the linen unwrapped cast aside.