The New Me
When lost in the deepest river
of darkness, rain, and tears
I let my sadness overwhelm me
and gave all power to my fears
I was under the shifting current
My eyes were blind to any guiding lights
I had nothing to secure me in my weakness
I had no one to help me win any of my fights
When I tried to find meaning in my battle
Small twigs grasped me and cut into my skin
I thought it would lead me to the straight and narrow
but instead it pulled me down and deeper in
All those twigs, they kept pulling on me
I was so tired and unsure of how to find the sun
But when I thought my life was over
I saw His hand, and I knew He was the One
He saved my life and rescued me
from all the pain and confusion
I decided to devote myself to You
And that is my faithful conclusion
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