Heaven, He Could Reach
He had known despair before,
The depths to which it plunged his faith.
Still, His grace lived within his core,
Heaven, he could reach.
Driven, he had borne the fight,
His honor drove him on.
He raised his eyes with Him in sight,
Heaven, he could reach.
Grace showed him so much more
Than hate and fear and dread.
It bore him toward that shining door.
Heaven, he could reach.
Copyright © Linda Alice Fowler | Year Posted 2020
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