Oil of Gladness

Broken,battered, brought down low Shaken, I staggered,failed to stand tall My oil, precious oil had been spilled And toil coiled me,was almost killed Torn, disappointed, I felt so small Got into a shell, forgot my role Enveloped by darkness,had no hope Felt low,hopeless could not cope Without my oil, theme was can not Afraid, blinded, hiding was my fort My oil precious oil had been spilled Life was slimy-oily I almost slipped But God stepped in and filled my cup And where i was down,I went up Instead of mourning oil of gladness Never ending joy replaced sadness I then realized God is a reservoir He never runs out, hes not a creditor Who asks for anything in return Except from our sins to turn And so, I was overwhelmed with joy And from then on began to enjoy The oil of gladness filled me And I became a new me Walking with God has given me hope From the bottom now I"m on top I stay close to the reservoir who fills me So spilling is a temporary set back to me I now know I cant pour from an empty vessel So now I don't stay hidden in my empty shell I step out positively,joyously,empowered by God As the oil of gladness he gave me takes of loads I embrace happiness over sadness I embrace productivity over busyness God has removed all mourning And given me joy every morning