HIS GRACE

 

The morning today, I started in shock

From being a witness to a darkened

Dreaded and barren dream

To refraction of my darkened cloud

So, I have stayed smiling and joyous

To have escaped the grave in my trail

I’m cheerful, not out of content

But that I berth at gladness bay

That my heart is in the rapture is

What unconditional love does

In angel Gabriel, my brother

God’s grace has healed my pang

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