The Savior

So here is another poem I wrote haha (I have to have some kind of outlet so I guess this is it) But yeah. So I wrote this one a while ago. Some of it sounds a little corny and it's definitely not the best poem out there, but it's how I was feeling at that moment.

I think sometimes we all forget what truly matters, and as we get caught up in the things of the world we start to forget the Savior's sacrifice and we lose our grip on the principles of the gospel. Maybe it doesn't happen to everyone, but it happens to me. So yeah. Here is my poem about the Savior.

Sometimes I feel a little lost.

Hopeless, trapped without a cause.

Like a broken record stuck on play,

Doing the same pointless things day after day

I feel as though chains of misery and despair

Are holding me down, and keeping me there.

It’s like a dark cloud is blinding me

Preventing me from breaking free

Then through that murky mist I see a light

The Son, shining through the darkness with power and might

And I remember the one who sets all men free.

The one who loves me for me.

The Son of God, the one who knows my ache

And when the pain is too much to shake

He is the one who gently lifts me from the floor.

He is always knocking at my door.

There is one who loves me.

He bled and prayed in Gethsemane.

He died that I might live.

He stripped me of the burden of all my sin.

Sometimes I feel a little lost.

Then I remember the one who knows my cause.

And on my knees I thank Him everyday

For being there and listening when I pray

 

(I drew this a long time ago, I think it's been 4 years)

Happy Sunday!!