Emerald Pastures

Lord, You promised to supply my needs
In emerald pastures of completed life
But, the sun has set on this valley of death
And all I've got is this scriptmist haunting me
They whisper, "He's gone, and you are alone
There are no emerald pastures beyond the dark
He's abandoned you and is deafened to your cries"
I believe You're here, so please recapture my thoughts
Help my unbelief, before it becomes the bloodink
Make these crystallized tears brighten the skies
Turn these scarlet slices into beacons of hope
Shine them out like rainbows in the sky
Your promise for healing, a light to shine through
That in emerald pastures, you shall make me to lie down
But now, I'll rest in the knowledge that You won't forsake