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My Savior

Arrows slung against my face
The piercing words of others fall
Why can't I find my place?
Why can't I be different from them all?
The look at me and call me freak
Though freaks to me, they all are
My endurance now has reached the peak
I try to run but I don't get very far
I realize that I'm different in the way I look and think
But not all ships are the same, should the different ones sink?
At last I make a final effort sprint, but trip on the doubt in my clouded mind
Am I really too different to matter? Were they right all the time?
I think hope is lost and the darkness starts to cover me
I try to get up but my strength is gone and I fall to my knees
A gentle voice whispers to me as hands lift me up, hands that are pierced
I look into the fact of my rescuer and notice the scars around His brow
Scars from a crown of thorns, the reason for which hits me now
As He carries me away from the paint of my past
I realize how much he has suffered for me, yes, now I realize at last
He bled for ME, He died for ME, He suffered because He loves ME.
He went through hell and so much more
To show me what my life is for
He gave the most anyone could give
He gave it all so I might live
Ah, now He's brought me to a safe place, at least for the moment
I wonder where the evil has fled, the evil that showed no relent
As my Lord and Savior looks into my eyes with agape love
Peace fills me, the peace that one day I'll join Him up above
Before He leaves He send me one last message
"Though you may not always see me, I am always here. I can't promise you there won't be trials; I can't promise you that you won't feel fear. Only know this my precious child, I love you more then you could dream. It's because I love you that I died for you on that rough, wooden beam. Some day soon you'll be with me in my court above. Until that day, I wait for you, wait for you with love."
He's gone now, but now really, I know He's still within me.
Now instead of darkness and despair, all of me feels free.


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Written March 18th, 2005

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