To Live Again

What days and hours hence, Shall show their face in recompense, When liars tongues are keen to bend, Whatever deed you do commend. Slanted blows don't often heal, Without a drink or hearty meal, Crying out so desperate in my agony, My true Gods light has shone on me. Let me show you how I see, My long forgotten enemy, The small and timeless pricks of fear, Where all others voices are so dear. It is now my friends the clock strikes twelve, And we live to strengthen, we live to delve, Ever deeper into our minds, Since all else has failed and we are kind. I have discovered what is finally true, To stand up tall and see my view, God the Father has lost my sin, So I may breath and Live Again.