In the Time of the Great Remembrance

Oh Lord, please give me strength /

steady these hands for they tremble and shake

Guide me through this hazy weight / show me that the Dawn will break

There's a stranger praying next to my bed

O’ Great Soul may I endure / grant me the peace of one who rests assured

Err the days that seemed so sure / the light of lore growing dim and obscure

There's a woman clinging to my hand

The jaw held clenched on the face of the other man

Their faces their faces, though I can't explain

There's something oddly comforting

in how they look at me

Oh Lord be my bellwether lead me by the hand

to the time, to the time of the Great Remembrance

Oh Lord be my bellwether lead me by the hand

to the time, in the time in the time of the Great Remembrance

Their faces their faces, though I can't explain

There's something oddly comforting

in how they look at me

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