If passion urges us to take

Our inner dragon’s life;

If we think Michael’ s sword of force

Can quell our inner strife

Our child of inner wounds will cry

“My blood is what you spill,

Replacing tears that heal my hurt

With your fierce will to kill.”

 

Behind our fires of anguished wrath

Lie wounds from childhood days

That seem to have no place within

The Spirit’s joyful ways.

But wounds denied can eat away

At all that we hold dear

Until our life-force ebbs away

As love is killed by fear.

 

O Christ whose wounds are seen to heal,

O God of Calvary’s tree,

Your love can bind our gaping wounds,

Your power can set us free,

For if we love our wounded child

Until its hurts are healed

The beauty of our dragon heart,

Through love, shall be revealed.

 

Alternative Tune: KINGSFOLD

Text and Music © William Livingstone Wallace.

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