Analysis of The Hound of Heaven

steps to reach the highest rung
 a heart so full of the undone
 we have been through miles but caused no pain
 a given chance at which to rearrange
 yet something deep inside beckons & draws me to come near
 I shed a single tear to numb the inner pain
 we break free and set sail onto the vast expanse of the day
 are we humble enough to ever bow the knee to pray
 the hound in heaven call us home
 yet like a dog without its bone
 we make the journey all alone
 suffocated inside we tend to hide
 shattered glass drifting from the dark memories of my past
 we lay hold of the feeling hoping that it would last
 to treasure a red rose that was plucked a time before
 savor each memory fondly
 deep in my heart there is a memory
 living in the land of make believe
 one must be willing to achieve
 to hold off shooting the gun in your hand
 hopefully someday you will understand
 you can't go through life thinking what might have been
 won't you help me my friend Lord Jesus
 to trust in a power greater then self
 never to give into the finish line without first an encounter with your silent partner
 hound in heaven seeks you & me
 leading us onward to sweet victory