Pursue me
Like a race with the fading crimson,
and the orange streaks that flee before the day wakes
For a moment, the burning red giant mesmerizes your eyes
Before it wakes, run for me
And seize the fiery horizon
before i lose your gaze
Drift not
away…
Pursue me
Like a fight against the flickering vermilion,
and the passionate wounds that heal before the midnight leaves
“Awake, O harp and lyre! I will awake the dawn!” – Psalm 102:2
“Seek God while he’s here to be found,
pray to him while he’s close at hand.” – Isaiah 55:6
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