I am hanging by a thread on the edge of knowledge
I've seen Jesus, so I thought
He will grant me my wings if I do as told
Hear them calling me to pray
Redeem yourself, come my way
Cut of your tongue, you have nothing to say
I have staggered in my wonder
Follow me to the kingdom of salvation
I've seen him our saviour
They talk to me when it's dark
I shy the light, I welcome the night
With the love of God I peel your skin
I talk with closed mouth and open eyes
You shall behold the beholder
Stumble no more in blindness
And my visions for you are clear
I am the lord, my dear
Hear them calling me to pray
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