Phobias

And tonight once again the daylight fades
I used to love the darkness.. It brought calmness, peace and quiet.
I used to love the night sky, with the bright twinkles mid the blackness
But now I have phobias..and as the sunshine set again today, its no different… The darkness thrills no more
It wakes demons, it dims effort. Herein hides secrets, herein refuges silent tears.
Now the day replays, and battles lost molest, like firearms held over the head… And the warrior they saw, now crawls by the knees behind the scenes…

There’s a place I know, I’ve only heard of it though..
They say its free from sin, there there’ll be no more battles..
I have heard of it, a place with no parting..
So I hear there, are streets of gold and mansions fair..
But all I hear, whispering in my ear, is of the Saviour there
Who left that land of bliss, to die in misery
And even more my heart’s delight, is to know there’s no night..
For my Saviour who died, there He is all the light…
Now I hear tonight, sweet whispering hope.