Poetry

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FLASHLIGHT

WITH MY BULB BURNED OUT
AND MY BATTERIES CORRODED
MY LENSE ALL SCRATCHED UP
AND MY CONNECTIONS ERODED

I'M AN OLD FLASHLIGHT
NOW WITHOUT ANY MEANING
I DONT HAVE ANY USE
DONT HAVE ANY GLEAMING

MY HOPES ARE ALL FADING
AND MY FUTURE IS BLEAK
AS I CRY OUT FOR HELP
IN MY DESPERATION I SEEK

THEN ONE DAY A GENTLE HAND
REACHED AND GOT A HOLD ON ME
HE SAID HE WOULD TURN ME IN
TO WHAT HE WANTS ME TO BE

HE RESTORED ME COMPLETELY
I SHINE WITH HIS FAVOR
FOR THIS HAND WAS JESUS
AND HE BECAME MY SAVIOUR

IT DOESNT MATTER AT ALL
WHAT WE MAY HAVE USED TO BE
WHEN JESUS HEARS YOUR CRY
THEN JESUS WILL SET YOU FREE

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