Thy secret is found in thy savior bound
From where all life that lingers
Still within, endures all doubt
And sin
Though the sycophant of sin
Doth suck the life within
That life which remains
Restores thy every breath
The battle which rages
For seemlingly endless of days
Will once and for all
Come to an end
When all is made right
In the great architect’s
Delight
Though the darkness
And doubt that drag thee about
Ne’er yet seems to conquer
Lift thy head
And see in light
The hand that pulls
Thee through thy plight
Through all the darkest
Depths of night
For hope remains
Within the veins
For His blood
Tis the only life
That remains
To fill and breathe
Life into thy
Near corpselike
Form
And carry thee
Onward
And out of
The storm
-Joshua Lee Foist
Sunday, July 24, 2011
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