The Rescue
A dark and weary land I do know now
So filled with angst and grief and pain
Fear fills me. What is joy? I know not how
My life can change. The black and pouring rain,
I’m drowning in this pain. Would someone hear
A cry for help, a soul so lifeless, low?
Then suddenly a hopeful hand thrusts near
And grasps me, hugs me tight, and holds me so
My desperation starts to fade away
As now I see the all-redeeming light
His love has covered all the hurt today
My heart is clean and now it screams “I’m white!”
My eyes are struggling, holding joy-filled tears
Pure Jesus Christ has cast out all my fears.
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