Prevail Poem by SARAH A. STRUSZCZYK

Through the highest power
Through the deepest land
I know I’ll make it through
With a simple touch of his hand
My Lord is my savior
Guides me through the light
I will stick beside him
I will win this fight
Every aching moment
Every tear I cry
I will turn to the Lord
And lift my head up high
Ask for his forgiveness
Ask for his strength
Lead me to the road I belong
Even if there’s nothing left
Inside I’m slowly dying
Hurts to watch him cry
Hurts to hear him say things to me
That slowly stops me from saying bye
But deep within I ask for help
Guide me to where I should be
Set myself to higher limits
Be the person God wants me to be

August 22,2006