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This is beautiful in message and exquisite in rhyme. Love the title, too! Kudos!!
Truer words could never be spoken to find release from such blackness:
"The words I read spoke of hope
Alone and tired, I grabbed the rope
Which God himself put in my reach,
Powerful words began to teach."
Nice job of putting this to verse.
One who was lost was found.Very good.
I love this. It is a testimony written in verse that just tears at one's heart. Being lost is the "blackest" place to be, isn't it? God reached down.
I gave my heart to Jesus about 2am in a motel bathroom. This speaks to me.

Wonderful contrast between the first and last stanzas, and the poem is beautifully written.