Enclosed in a Mist

Enclosed in a mist no vision I cannot see beyond the limits of my cares beyond are trees and grass and sunshine life but I can’t see the gloom has closed me in. My tiny world a prison walled a room without a view I walk short paces round and round without escape from worry’s cold pursuit. Imagination feeds my fears the future meaningless and dark anxieties burn love and friendship from my soul. Then Jesus comes with light and warmth that lift the mist and distance comes and life bursts out in morning splendour and vision comes renewed and hope revives in beauty once again a new perspective – the Glory of my King!