Monday, March 15, 2010


You long to reach with poisoned fingers
Deep into the fragile mind
Crippling any hope that lingers
As you smother, chill and blind
Here you reign with icy scepter
In a cold and darkened void
Paralyzing with vile nectar
Hearts that once were over-joyed

But into this stricken chasm
Lo, there beams a ray of light
Like a gentle breath from heaven
Whispering into the night
Dissolving there the curse and poison
With a blood-drop from a Tree
As He restores hope and rejoicing
And He sets the victim free

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Janet Martin

Salvation and glory and power belong
to our God.....Rev. 19:1

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