Our Escape

By Micah Lang

We hid in a corner, shaken with our fear
Afraid of something; that we know to be near

There is no escape, for we are all alone
Far from anyplace, we’d use to call home

We can not yet see them, the demons of the night
All that we can see, is a dim, still, light

The dim, still, light beckons, it promises life
Life better than living, on the edge of a knife

We’re afraid to accept, we know that it’s true
But we’ve too much sin, what can we now do?

All we have to do, is accept the free prize
It opens our mind, and opens our eyes

We see that the demons, were of our own making
Our sin had then caused them, but now are for taking

The darkness dims away, it cries out and leaves
All that we see are green hills and trees

The joy that now fills us makes us want to sing
We fall to our knees, and worship the king