This is the space between all life and death, Between his final cry and second-first breath;The stillness between singing and applause,Between the reign of love

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This is the space between all life and death, Between his final cry and second-first breath;The stillness between singing and applause,Between the reign of love
My troubled soul shall magnify the LordWhose glory proves through my humiliation.May it be unto me according to his wordFor the promised hope of this,
The “wounded surgeon” works while I’m awake And only by compassion does not break The heart which beat so steady yet so dead While severed