POEM:
Lord, I’m reaching… I’m here for you to save.
Please! I’m trying to find a brighter day.
Oh, God, I’m failing to make it my own way.
Father, I’m pleading the blood over my case…
I’m standing on the edge and looking out
Wondering if I fall, who’ll save me from the ground?
Well, here I am… dutiful, obedient, and staring down
Into a world that never wanted me around.
Life can be so cruel and at times I play its fool
Only time can tell if its damage manipulated you
… “Keep your head held high; know where your help comes from …”
Father God, I trust You and I’m leaning on Your Son.
So many things weigh on me and leave me weaker still
But I find strength in listening to Your whispers in my ear
Jesus, only You can rinse me clean of sin
God, please deliver me and make me whole again.

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That’s a beautifully written piece. A powerful poem!