Shall I retire, to yonder bed
To sleep, a sleep like death
Or shall I rise, and dare to live
Grateful for every breath
Awake my soul, to live each day
The life Christ gives to you
Arise once more, to stand and fight
To breathe, to hope anew
The battle rages in my mind
Where faith and hope reside
The light is dim, questions loom
And answers run and hide
Shall I rise, and be alive
Shall I cast off this dark despair
Why lay I here, and wait to die
In this bed, whence I retire
Heavy are the dreams, that’s lost
Visions of hope, since gone
Have I the power, to lift my pen
And write my lifes best song
I will arise, from this bed of rest
I will rise with the morning dew
I can lift my pen, to write again
And my hope can be renewed
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