I feel a pain sear through my head,
bloodied rocks tumble to the ground.
Sinner, Sinner, covered in red,
searching for peace that’s not yet found.
I lift an arm to shield my eyes,
blackened blood trickles down my cheek.
From myself I try to hide,
to God above, I cannot speak.
“Child,” a hand’s placed on my shoulder,
“there is no need to be in pain.”
He lifts me high above the boulders,
He lets me be renewed again.