Songs of the Dead

I asked for His forgiveness, for constant doubt. For those awful thoughts that I just wanted out. For blaming it on genes. He said "By no means." For hating my neighbour, by a gossiping toungue. For all the corrupt words that I'd sung. For looking at those scenes. He said By no means." By no means. By no means. Where is my hope then?When times are tough, as they often are. And we look back on wounds and scars. Do we not find sometimes we say. "Wherein have you loved us Lord?" "I wish to see my faith restored." We focus on the here and now. When before our maker we should bow. And acknowledge what it is he's done. In sending us his only son. The Lord Jesus on the night when he was betrayed took bread, and when he had given thanks, he said, “This is my body which is for you. This in my Rememberancece do. Is it now becoming clear? Is there more you need to hear? "Wherein? He asks. "Can you not see?" "What was done for you on Calvary? All that was evil, poured on Him. He took away your every sin. Should you not ask "how can it be?" "That he would do this thing for me?" Not "wherein has love been shown?" I could have left you all alone. Rather, I gave life that you might live. How much more was there, I could give? Did we hear it? On that very night. On that very night. That's right. In the same way also he took the cup. The new covenant in His blood, for those corrupt. Do this, as often as you drink it, in remembrance of me.” you proclaim the Lord’s death until he comes. Don't you see? Look to ,your future, and on ,my past. Where I conquered sin, at last. Life on earth is like a breath blown out. Wait for trumpet call, and mighty shout. Where you'll ask "wherein?" no more. Your savior you will perfectly adore. Never there, have doubts or fears. Never there shed any tears. I cannot now contain my shame. I committed sin. You took the blame. He said "Also throw your shame on me." "I took it all on calvary." I will not give up. I'll ask Him again. Forgive me for being quiet, when I should have spoken out. For not explaining to my brother what forgiveness was all about. For keeping company with fiends. He said " By no means" By no means. By no means. Where is my hope then?. I'll ask Him again. For not guarding my temper or helping those in need. For when I had the means, and didn't the hungry feed. For not being the father I should have been. He said "By no means." By no means. By no means. What hope is there then? Can I not be forgiven, when I have made ammends? He said " You need not have any doubt." "All those who come to me, l will by no means cast out."

As someone who has dealt with their own trauma through music, this hit hard. Thank you for writing it.

I really like it; it's very charming.