An original hymn with text by Mark Fotheringham below. Watch on YouTube: Fog on the Fringes

Rising from darkness, up toward the light,

Why am I ever engaged in this fight?

Why don't I stay where the sun always shines,

Instead of retreating to shadowy climes?

Climbing the mountain, too often I stall.

Flirting with danger, I slip and I fall.

Can't seem to endure celestial heights,

Preferring the valleys and much dimmer lights.

Am I just a fake, am I just a fraud,

Calling on God, then releasing the rod?

Stumbling forward, forgetting to pray,

When left to myself, I will soon lose my way.

Fog on the fringes, obscuring my sight,

Gathers around me to swallow the light.

Turning again and again seeking grace,

I find it here, smiling, from one perfect face.

Leading me back to a more perfect road,

Hope reignites as you lighten my load.

You hover above me, gently, sublime.

I reach out to touch you, and then start to climb.

Information
Composer	Kevin G. Pace (ASCAP)
Lyricist	Mark R. Fotheringham
Level	Advanced Intermediate
Genre(s)	Christian, Contemporary Christian, Sacred, Praise & Worship, General Worship
Instrument(s)	SATB
# of Pages	2

Fog on the Fringes, hymn

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