Mercy Poem by Diana Hill
Mercy
Mercy
In my darkest hours
And nowhere to hide.
When I needed the answer
Time seem to slip on by.
My trials were so heavy
I failed beneath the load.
I cried to the Maker
Have mercy on my soul.
Out of my despair
He heard my cry.
He wrap his arms around me
Pulled me to his side.
He took my broken vessel
Dried up all my tears.
As mercy fell about me
His peace replaced my fears.
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4/24/2024 12:48:44 PM # 1.0.0.1119
lovely! keep writing! could you read my poems too? thank you.