i vow to risk it all
and lay my naked trust upon your altar
as if i were a newborn babe
the veils, the masks, the postures
must all fall away
as by your grace alone my fate is won
oh, sweet holy mother of us all
whose timeless womb now beckons
that place from whence i came
the epic battle now has ended
sword and shield are laid aside
oh, sweet holy mother of us all
i commit this weary spirit unto thee
and do surrender to your eternal winding river
so to flow into your boundless tranquil sea
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