One last taste...of the best :)
I was at the end of my rope
Clinging on, yet trying to fully let go
I was lonely and with so little hope
I was pushed deep deep down, so low
Oh! How you came and saved me
I was lying in my bed crying and crying
I kept asking you Lord, wether you loved me
So in deep pain was I, I even had thoughts of dying
Then one day when I was wollowing in my hurt
desperately praying to you and telling you all my misery.
Oh you came, you even made my pain to revert
All my pain was gone I swear this was no clownery.
Lord you were so gentle that I could not even hear you,
but I was so sure that you healed me that very instance
I could not see you with my naked eyes but I could feel you
I could definetly tell that you took away my pain, oh that assurance
Two years did I suffer in the hands of the devil
but yet it took you so little time, to heal me fully inside
Lord so long did I listen to the voice of the bad one, The evil
Oh it took so long, how many times have I tried.
Man could not solve my misery nor can my mother of mine
My never ending despair seemed so big in my eyes
Yet you Lord took it away in a tiny spit of a second of thine
I was so filled with joy, my hurt was gone, and so were my cries
Even tough my problem was never solved, it is still there,
You have completly changed me from the inside God
I find my misery and hurt all gone, tears in my eyes are so rare.
Oh how you saved me, healed me from my despair Oh! Lord.
Jesus I love you.............
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