Solace

Solace

Like a comforter after a nightmare

Like a tender reassurance

Like a portal to a quiet land

I wish for a gift of solace

Solace, in its purest form

the solace of God's grace

like a river flowing through a silent prairie

I want solace in this place

A musical voice that tells me 

that everything will be alright

like the voice of a mother to her child

in the terrors of the night

I wish I had some comfort

in times of great doubt

I wish I had the courage

to cast my worries out

The truth is, I worry too much

I panic and I tremble too much

I get angry and I lash out too much

 I hold on to grudges and hate too much

I cry and I yell and I curse too much

How Can I beat myself up so much?

Why do I abet my suffering this much?

Though these things may be true,

To the source of my solace, I call out to you

I call upon you to set my mind at ease

To set my worries into the breeze,

and let me watch them blow away,

as the leaves in the wind

of a gentle autumn day

let me feel the comfort and peace

that you, giver of solace, bring to me 

Freely and generously, I ask of you

to grant me solace that is honest and true.

In the sharpness and spite of this life's sting

I ask that you give me solace this spring

so I may be successful and safe and in line with what's right

I ask for solace, both in day and in night