Postscript to 'Fallen'

A response to Grace...

(10/05/06)

I called out to you, Father
Having fallen into murk and mire
I longed to hear you voice
while churning in this fire

I tried to stand, Lord
But not in your will
So I stumbled again..
just couldn't climb that hill

When I realized I needed you
to rise above this fray
You lifted me on wings of eagles
Soaring high is where I'll stay

You saved me, Lord
from down deep in that place
You saw that I'd fallen
and you saved me with your grace.

(it's good to be back...)