Grace

I stare into the deep vast trying to see how I will last. All I can perceive is obscure with a small light guiding me through. My heart grows weary, my soul becomes faint, but what are these when I have your all surpassing grace. There is no light, nor depth, that could conquer me. There is no trial or tribulation to defeat me No mountain or turquoise sea could ever separate me from the grace that comes from Thee.