Looking into the dark abyss gives no hope
The shroud of despair leaves one faint to cope
It is a wilderness void of vision
Divine help is the only decision
Our cries fall not on deaf uncaring ears
From nowhere there is rescue from our fears
Salvation from an invisible hand
Grants us grace for another day to stand
There is strength in the power of heaven
Giving life as yeast the bread does leaven
So shall we rise from the depth of the pit
On the high places of safety to sit
Goodness does come from the Eternal One
With the gift of faith is the battle won
Psalm 40:1 I waited patiently for the LORD; and he inclined unto me, and heard my cry.
Copyright © 2006, 2011 Thomas C. Blake
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