Once and Now
Once I tried my best to survive,
Where money and power did thrive,
All my worldly life, I did strive,
But that style did only deprive,
Then was I dead, now I'm alive,
Once I was lost, now I am found,
Once I was hurt, now safe and sound,
Once I a slave, now no more bound,
Once prodigal, now His child crowned,
By God's pure grace, blessings abound.
07.21.2020
Copyright © Joanna Daniel | Year Posted 2020
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