Grace in the Darkness
Through a closed land of darkness did I crawl.
Dark was seen from the corners of my eyes.
I did not know I was behind a wall,
But I felt the bleak despair of shadows.
I escaped, me thought, beyond the black pall,
But forests of clawing hands still sought me.
I discovered that I was but a thrall
To do only as the Stygian bade.
But a Grace that was shining with the Call
From before the foundation of the world,
Shone forth and broke down that horrible wall
And brought me to his bright heavenly home.
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