Through a Glass, Darkly
Songs
All Is Right with the World
And Flooded the Soil
And My Sight Ceased to Be
As the Past Rescinds Our Blessings
At Last
From Our Wounded Heaven
God Is in His Heaven
In Quiet Hopes of Absolution
That Severed Brightness
Until Light Failed Me
Unveiled the Throne Tranquil, Alone
We Birthed the Dagger
With Frayed Prayers