God,
i lift up
the singles of midland
again tonight.

You see.
let them know,
remind them that
You see.
all.
that You've not gone graciously blind,
nor are YOu content
to be a bland taste in their mouths.

shake!
awaken,
oh, God,
Father of all.

what has been brushed aside,
swept under,
feigned--
Lord!
reveal, Revealer!
that You may rebuild
what we have denied.

let lies arise
as what they are
in these lives
and be shown
in all their "glory",
then denied.

we cannot see
without Your Light,
oh God.
reveal, Revealer.
build, Rebuilder.
gather the scattered
and arise from the ruins
of what we have done
to ourselves.

beauty
for the ashes
from fires
we started ourselves...