Of dusts and of sands
I am not a topnotch
numbered among the midst
of the constellations
nameless and unexceptional
in the multitudes of burning stars
undesirable in the vision
of the Adonises and Aphrodites
misconstrued by the gods
spurned by the rivals
wallowing in the pit of abyss
of blinding inky darkness
I found myself bleeding
fainting in extremis
with nil strength
and gradually ceasing spirit
my eyes are dimming
with the last breath I expire
and yet
something
happened
my life is not done yet
nor it is my end
and yet
someone
came
and there I am found
He lifted my head
breathed into me life
opened my eyes, I’m wide awake
renewed, my spirit’s revived
restored, my flesh invigorated
power flowed in my veins
I came alive with supernatural strength
It got me out of the nightmare
I saw this ravishing bright light again!
my monsters are crushed under my feet
demons trembling down the pit
favored by men
beautiful in the sight of the One
given a new name,
called as a friend,
redeemed and chosen as an heir of righteousness,
exalted as His daughter and I am called blessed
I am now who I am
because of the Great I Am
I am what I am
only because of His saving grace.
words: CH
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