Poetry

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© Bob Barra, 6-29-06

I saw you cry and weep and ache,
And fall to a dark and forlorn place;
You then grew sick of your sad state,
Longing to see your Lord’s good face;

But now a light has broke therein,
And joy has come to a bruised heart,
As you walk to Him, and from your sin,
You now see His love that’s set apart;

From the mud, a washed to brighter hue,
A gleam is seen in you, thus marking grace;
You’ve made your goal again the true,
Making your race towards His glorious place;

My joy is seeing you made renewed,
Hating the dark that marked your soul;
You seem as one who’s been imbued,
With heavenly things to make you whole;

So, with glee, my brother dear,
I see the Lord has kept His cue,
And I am glad to see you here;
With leaping heart, I’m rejoicing with you!

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