Resolutely you rose into the evening air
Through the deepening darkness
You shouted louder and louder
Don't hide a candle in days of hardness
A rocket must go up and always higher
Come! Rise with me to my Father's house!
For where I'm going you can come later
The truth will make a path always
The truth is Alive--He's the Word, the Shepherd.
Suddenly the screaming rocket lights:
Death is dancing with Dietrich Bonhoeffer--
A brightness shines over a thousand hills,
Sparks rain down for a century after
Yet there is also a sudden silence.
Oh, light my fuse too, fiery Word
That I may fly to heaven like that one did.
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