Oh the hideous strength required
To feel your spirit growing tired
Of waiting, just to find the seeds you’ve planted do not bloom
Engulf the place they should not be
The place that they were never given freedom to consume
To discover constants don’t exist
Save for this painful, clouding mist
Of change that hovers over ever single plan you make
To have what you’ve held stripped away
And yet, somehow to be okay
To know that this is not the end or even a mistake
It’s with that hideous strength we trust
Our pride objects, but still we must
Believe that someday we will see how it was for our good
And though we may not ever know
Why goodness would cause such a blow
The freeing truth is this: that it is better that it should
At times, the run may seem a crawl
And answers may not come at all
Our hearts decieve and whisper that this hurt will never heal
But faithful peace shouts this refrain:
The promise lies within the pain
Because we know, regardless, it is beautiful to feel
Oh hideous strength- with hope anoint
Our souls, and do not disappoint
Remind us of the many lessons we have yet to learn
Help keep us patient, even here
Content with everything unclear
Resting in the One for whom our hearts were made to yearn
Teach us to be still and wait
We are not now to know our fate
Only that He who does is just as good as He is wise
And though, all ignorant of length
We cling to Him with hideous strength
And find our joy in knowing He alone will be our prize
