This is less conventional (going by what I normally write as far as poetry goes) but here it is. it is in some ways a response to the situation of a friend of mine.
In the dark throes of desperation,
Seeking solace for a wandering mind,
Consumed with dark infatuation,
Our hearts another idol find
All the while, longing and striving
Burdened souls seeking our peace
Grace to stand, our lusts depriving,
Seeking Christ, love to increase
Sin once more with dark intrusion,
Seeks to bind what’s been set free
Weaves again some black delusion
Dreading most that we should see
Truth rising with mighty power
As a Judge, lies to assail
Pointing toward our Mighty Tower
Lord Christ, whose mercies never fail.
Lo, in watches of the night hour
This banishment seems to clutch my soul,
I fling myself on the Spirit’s power,
Unto my Christ to give the whole,
Lord Christ, Thine all to us You’ve given,
No longer are we Hades thrall
Seems though we taste the joys of heaven
If unto Christ we give our all.
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