Down But Not Out
When I fall and hurt my soul
He is my healer
When I lose my way in the confusion of lies
and distractions
When I am down and lost in a storm
He who walked on water in the storm
gives me His hand and lifts me into the boat
My body is wasted my eyesight blurred
I am tired but He comforts me
I cannot touch Him but He holds my hand
I cannot see Him but He sees me
I am down but not out
Because the tomb was empty
Frank Black Blacharczyk
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