The Real Deal
Pulled from the depths of despair
by the hair
my own hand doing the yanking
Never forgetting as I struggle
to shore
Who I really should be thanking
Given the strength by ONE
greater than
All situation or cause
I marvel at his long suffering
At his mercy
meditatively pause
A peace soon comes upon me
flailing in this
dark troubled sea
Of mankind roiling
Within white capped wave
help me no part of it to be
As I pray that HE patiently
continue please to
Work on me to bring me to life to revive
Without HIS power
HIS kindness His Love
I'd scarcely be found alive
I will not fight
God's life saving effort
given freely when all was lost
To bite the hand
that has spiritually fed
Will not stupidly pay this cost
I put before you today
HE spoke
The blessing or malediction
Know as you choose friend its
You making the choice and
That this is no work of fiction
Copyright © Vickey Rhymer | Year Posted 2022
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