Am An Outsider Poem by Joseph Sakyiamah

I am an outsider
Who lives on the sidelines of mistakes?
But you found me and brought me in
Eventually, what goes up must come down
But you never let me fall out of my muddy miseries

I am an outsider,
Who is just a broken tool in the hands of sorrow?
But you mended me, Lord
And made me look nice again

I am an outsider,
Who don't deserve your mercies and grace?
Yet graciously you have shown me your love and mercies
Your splendor is like a sunrise that shines through all my darkness

I am an outsider,
Yet your defined fire has fill my heart with hope
I never wish I could hope for to gain your
Unmelted favor.