THE THREE BATH HOUSE

 

So there was a

Closet

And a

Basement

And a

Three bath house.

And there was a

Troll

In his

Closet

And a

Freak

In his

Basement

And a

Prince

In his

Three bath house.

And in the

Closet

There was nothing but

Darkness

And in the

Basement

There was nothing but

Lamplight

And in the

Three bath house

There was nothing but

Sunshine.

And in the

Closet

There was one closed

Door

And in the

Basement

There were three closed

Doors

And in the

Three bath house

There were seventeen closed

Doors.

 

So the troll was afraid

Because he was afraid

Of the dark

And the freak was afraid

Because he was afraid

Of the lamplight

And the prince was afraid

Because he was afraid

Of the world.

And the troll prayed

For light

And the freak prayed

For sunshine

And the prince prayed

For love.

 

So the troll opened

The door

To the

Closet

And there was

Light

And the freak walked

Upstairs

From the

Basement

And there was

Sunshine

And the prince waited

In the

Three bath house

And there was

Light

And there was

Sunshine

And there was

Nothing more.

 

So the troll loved the

Light

So much he left his

[Fear]

For the

Light

And there was love

And the freak loved the

Son

So much he left his

[Fear]

For the

Son

And there was love

And the prince feared the

World

So much he hid in his

[Fear]

From the

World

And where was love?

THE LION AND THE LAMB

 

O Lord, my heart cries out to You!

It cries out in anguish,

For the ribs are a cage that keep it quiet

And the world cannot hear

But only You can hear.

 

 But what is as fleeting as the heart

Which will cry one day and rejoice the next?

And what is as fleeting as the heart

Which will beat one day and be still the next?

 

O Lord, I cry out to You!

And how much more do I cry out

Knowing that I have been saved by grace,

For I know Christ and Him crucified

And I search for His face at His feet.

 

Because Your face will look on me with compassion

And Your eyes have been red for my sake,

Your face that I have dreamed of night and day

Yet I have seen nothing of it.

 

O Lord, I praise You!

For I know I have seen Your face

Wherever there is compassion,

And I have seen your face

Wherever there is love.

 

And it is Your face I long for

In a crowd of strangers,

Your face, O Lord, I cry out for

In a crowd where everyone knows my name.

 

O Lord, I pray to You!

For my prayers leave me often

And I am overcome by my iniquities

Like a cage that keeps my spirit quiet

But only You can hear.

 

And what is like the spirit

Which cries out for You the living God?

What is like the spirit

Which loves the lamb and also the lion?

 

O Lord, I sing to You!

My heart sings to You

Though it is heavy,

And my spirit sings to you

For it soars on Your wings.

 

And where shall I go without You,

My shield and my rock?

Where shall I go,

O Lord, where shall I go?