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Before The Dawn |
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All is lost to Satan's bondage. My job is gone, my wife has rage, contact with my kids forbidden. From my home I've been driven, Free on my own recognizance. An angry hard heart is evident A lawyer says, “give no comment.” Weeks pass. I run with my strife movement helps me hang on to life, just existing, seeking sanity, I want to escape reality in pornographic fantasy. The facts are too full of hurting. Now the truth I must be facing, Can I look through self pity to hurt of more than just family. Oh God, what have I done? Is there a slight hopeful zone? Change does not seem possible. My Higher Power is vengeful surely He can't love me still. |
But alas miracles do rove.* His Spirit engulfs me in Love God's Love is overwhelming "Jesus loves you," it is saying God still loves the prodigal. Soft tears of joy fall magical. There is a chance of forgiveness Can hate someday turn into love? Feelings with tears rise above My miracle is forgiveness, forgiving others can harness beginnings to forgiving myself I can't yet have enough belief; Christ's healing process begins The Savior's atoning miracle has let me find hope's oracle. It's only a small beginning. this moment I'll be rememb'ring; the miracle of feeling God's love, a sinner touched by God's glove, My Lord teaches feelings with love. |
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