Reliving all the pain
Writing each word to my story
Placing all the blame
Onto myself, Denying all the glory
From the One who claims my shame

Closing my blinded eyes
Searching for the peace of grace
Holding my treasured lies
Deep within, Praying for my pace
To quicken before His truth dies.

Opening myself to heal
Pleading to Him to hold me tight
Fighting for the holy zeal
Of life, to bring me the glorious light
To guide my path and help me deal

Pleasured by peace,
My eyes no longer dim.
Hope floats and I live.