There's a Glory Somewhere Further

Hold my hands, my broken child,
I won’t let you slip away,
When the trees all dance in anger
And the night swallows the day.
Hide your face against my shoulder;
Let your fear dissolve to sleep
And I promise I will never leave you,
But sing you comforts sweet.
There’s a glory somewhere further
You can’t see it, but I know.
And someday when you’re older
To its splendor we will go.
So sleep within your innocence,
Though your nightmares cause you fear,
For there’s hope within the morning, child,
And I am always here.