Sonshine

A new day is born, Son shining on my soul

Yesterday is complete, memories still hang

The enemy still bites, I am the goal

Boxed in, the lid slams with a bang

Pierced, marred, attacked, in his sight

Trapped and slowly inching to an escape

Lid is open, my body is too weak to fight

Carried to the surface, a Form takes shape

The Son is here, encapsulated by love

My Friend, my Comforter, rescued me

My soul is bright, my head looks above

Today is a fresh start, I have paid your fee

Take My strength, take My grace

Here is My love, here is My hand

All is well when I gaze at His face

He saved me when I could barely stand

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