Free as a Sparrow
I'm falling
In a pit of deep despair
All my mistakes haunt me
over
and
over
again
and again
They follow me
They push me
down farther
into this grave I've dug for myself.
The darkness threatens to consume me completely,
Its thorns of judgement dig deep in my soul.
I scream for help:
"GOD! SAVE ME! I NEED YOU!"
My cry is heard by the ears of Love.
He reaches His loving hand down
and makes the darkness disappear in its hell-bent fury,
He lifts me out of the quicksand I was in
He takes my heart
fixes it;
all of
my mistakes He
wipes out
My slate's clean.
Freedom at last!
At last!
At last!
I am made anew
My soul can now shine
free as a sparrow.
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