[nbfan]

This is something my band's drummer and I wrote after church yesterday.

v1:
I ask you for what keeps my alive
Let the bird of death provide
What keeps me from being deprived
Of Your love, as I sing

refrain:
May my prayer not be
The death of me
Let me not curse what I love

v2:
My blessed assurance has disintegrated
And the rain has not come
The old man has informed my king
Of a drought, and he sings

refrain 2:
May my prayer not be
The death of me
Let me not curse those I love

v3:
I sit here in the heat
And as a worm eats my weed
I hang my head in defeat
And as I wait for the fire, I sing

bridge:
But the wind, it howls
And the dust, it scatters
Yet the heat remains
Why so hot, when the wicked grow cold?

final refrain:
May my prayer not be
The death of me
Let me not curse the God I love

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I think the hard part about writing this song initially is that he and I have different writing styles. He kind of first got the idea down on paper, with the chorus first, almost like writing a prayer. Then I came in and tried to give it a more poetic edge to it, we revised it together, and brought it to what it is at this point.