the razor wind cuts deeply subliming my skin and all that's within me veins pumping apathetic blood with commotions around me, useless worldly flood
the waves of injustice washes ever so close to home tearing away at the faith, Christ my cornerstone just wanting to let go, and go with the flow be like everyone else around me that i know
as my footings begin to slip the rope of grace caught me at the tip my grip tightens adrenaline within me heightens
"Nobody fights lone battles." The voice inside me rattles... "My grace is sufficient in your weakness..." "...give me your hand, I'll teach you meekness."
with one huge heave i went up the cliff the air so much fresher, as i sniff the wind not longer piercing, but a gentle breeze my soul flowing, no longer in eternal freeze
with renewed strength, i vow to fight shield in hand and Holy Spirit might though the trek ahead will be filled with fallings i'll never forget the Voice that saved me, calling
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aside: i don't think i can stay "un-sappy" very long...especially after watching this video...
