Work out your salvation with fear and trembling,
You told me long ago whispering in my ear.
I was wondering about resting sometime soon.
I was wondering about the load on my back.
Work a miracle in me, turn my weakness to strength
Make my sleep actually do something.
You who sees beauty where there’s none,
But you see it til it’s real.
You who hears music in the stillness
Until we all sway to an ancient melody.
Work a miracle in me,
For I am afraid
And I am trembling.
– Vagabond Prophet
Vagabond Prophet 