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I washed my hands in innocence, but still the sorrow stayed;
The day was long, the wound was deep, and every prayer delayed;
I wore a quiet faith like stone beneath a winter sky;
Yet every morning brought the ache of asking why;
For I had seen the wicked rise and glitter in the light;
And justice seemed to sleep away through every endless night;
I wrestled with the answer until my strength was thin;
The truth was hidden from my eyes;
And doubt began to win;
Until I entered the sanctuary;
Still and boldly brown;
There in the hush of Your presence;
My broken heart was found;
Then I understood their ending;
How the crowd are set apart;
And peace came softly like a lamp inside my heart;
I almost spoke bare and empty words to walk the easy road;
To trade the weight of holiness for what the careless chose;
But I remembered your own children faithful through the fire;
So I held my tongue and waited in the shadow of desire;
For I had seen the wicked rise and glitter in the light;
And justice seemed to sleep away through every endless night;
I wrestled with the answer until my strength was thin;
The truth was hidden from my eyes and
I began to win;
Until I entered the sanctuary, still and holy ground;
They worshiped Your presence;
My broken heart was found;
Then I understood their ending;
How the crowd I set apart;
Them keys came softly like a lamp inside my heart;
When I stood before Your greatness;
The world grew small and bare;
The noise of envy lost its hold;
Dissolved into a prayer;
What once looked strong was only dust;
A breath that fades away;
But You remain unshaken still;
Beyond the reach of day;
Until I enter the sanctuary;
Still and holy ground;
There in the hush of Your presence;
My broken heart was found;
Then I understood their ending;
How the proud are set apart;
And peace came softly like a lamp inside my heart;
So I will wait and trust You now;
So mysteries remain;
For calm is born where holy feet;
Have walked through grief and pain;
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