Sunday, August 20, 2006

18.

My Saviour


The black mists swirl around my mind
My deep, dark depression closes in
I sink down, twisting and corkscrewing
Deep into the murky abyss of my emotions

You reach in and grab me close
The light of your purity shines bright
Banishing the swirling black mists
To far from my frail mind

You save me
Time after time
Your goodness is my saving grace
Thank You

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