Come now, ye wretched…
Come now, ye wretched,
Come out of the Shadows,
Arise now and lift up your face to the dawn:
The Silence is broken,
A Word now is spoken
And all of the Shadows at once are all gone!
Each tear you have cried is more precious than silver
To the One who cried with you, whom you now behold:
Come now, ye wretched,
Beloved of God.
from the river Beautiful, Chapter 7: the breath of night