Depression
It’s an emotion that will cover your entire will
Continually making life a very bitter pill
Slowly creeping in it will cloud your entire mind
Making any type of joy harder and harder to find
And as it pulls you ever so near
It controls you wholly by using your own fear
Until surely soon all your emotions he will mask
And all the while in your suffering he will bask
He doesn’t want to have to leave
For he gets so much pleasure in watching you grieve
Now you tell him you want to die
And he doesn’t even bat an eye
And just when all is seemed to be lost
You pull out that old church pamphlet that you just couldn’t toss
And as you look it over and begin to read
It replaces all that depression with a brand new seed
One filled with Glory and of great promises to be
One that gives you insight and enables you to see
And as your will again begins to breath
The angst of depression begins to seethe
But he has lost all his power in this glorious new relm
For now the Lord Jesus is at the helm
And when You tell Him of all your pain
All that depression will simply begin to wane
Copyright © Vincent Flannery | Year Posted 2013
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