|(Artist, John Atkinson)|
"I am alone in the dark, and I am thinking
what darkness would be mine if I could see
the ruin I wrought in every place I wandered
and if I could not be
aware of One who follows after me.
Whom do I love, O God, when I love Thee?
The great Undoer who has torn apart
the walls I built against a human heart,
The Mender who has sewn together the hedges
through which I broke when I went seeking ill,
the Love who follows and loves me still.
Fumbler and fool that I am, with things around me
and of fragile make like souls, how I am blessed
and to hear behind me footsteps of a Savior!
I sing to the east; I sing to the lighted west,
God is my repairer of fences, turning my paths into rest."