Sanctuary

Take heart, son

All is not lost

There is One who saves

There are lighthouses of hope

There are cities of refuge in the land

Oases in the burning sand

Hope, life, safety, prosperity

As this dark cloud drapes on our land

Look where the light shines through

Pockets of purity

Harbors of holiness

Come friend, come and live

Leave your goods if need be

But come

With all haste

Do not look back

Migrate to a land of promise

Come where there is love

If you seek life you are welcome

Run where there is healing

Come in out of the storm

Beyond these walls the tempest will rage

You are safe here

Flee to the cities of refuge

A Father waits for you here

One in whose house lacks no good thing

Stephen Pursell, 9/04