God's Grace
The shadows are gone now,
as the sun brings new life,
a new beginning,
as this eagle takes flight.
Yesterdays troubles,
still have their place,
but this humble soul,
was saved by God's Grace.
For unexplained reasons,
my weakness is gone,
I see now the consequence,
of a sinners song.
Fresh is the morning,
warm is the rain,
as a whole new world,
unlocks miseries chains.
Copyright © Christy Hardy | Year Posted 2008
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