When I Was Lost
When I sank...the friend I had were blind leaders;
Among thorns and thistle and innocent robbers
I did spend and spread my gold without manners;
I was rotten and dying but was soaked in flatters.
Parasites and predators build mansions within me,
Arrows and shadows stings and threatens me:
All these terrors I could not see but could feel,
…I was lost in the mist and could not see.
As a sheep without shepherd I went astray,
Useless as the sewage; I was rotten, stinking and decay,
Hopeless and restless; hopeful in nonsense I was all day;
For in the factory of fear and failure I did serve without pay.
In seasons of sorrow there was none to comfort
Blind masters could only help increased my tears with cost,
All they could offer torn my pocket and emptied my pot,
Master of all misers was I when I was lost.
The days are gone but now are stories:
I was blind and blurred and used bad glasses,
I was weak and lame and used broken clutches
So I came to the cross and rolled in dust and ashes.
I surrendered my sins and sorrow;
Now, His saving grace and glory I know,
I’m free from the forceful, fiery foe,
I now enjoy God’s glory grace and glow.
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