A Walk In the Park

Oh there is so much to see as depicted on the news Keeping you from being free always giving you the blues From dreary to oppressive sometimes melancholy to downright depressing It is it’s very own life that you give as it is you who keeps addressing So much could be considered gloom just look around But give him not a room and by him you won’t be bound Look through his shallow being as you stare him in his face Tell him what you’re seeing in the seeing of God’s Glory and Grace Yes he will be persistent and rarely does he back down For on ruin he is bent and he revels in your frown He will never just leave as he takes even more control Oh how satan can deceive in order to steal one’s soul But his day has come and his time is now done No need to be glum having the Glory of God’s Son Now so powerless having so little control For life is not a mess but instead an amazing stroll