CONQUEROR IN CHAINS

To My Precious Lord
When my hands were chained and my feet in stocks
While cast down in the dungeon, I fell upon the rock,
In life's despair, turmoil and pain, I saw the light
It was brighter than day and shined through the night

My agony, pain and troubles disappeared so fast
In amazement, I wondered, if my peace would last,
So I looked to the Lord and I saw His face
Worry not my son, for I have blessed thee with grace

The "wrongs" and the "rights", sometimes blind thine sight
But I work it for your good, with all of my might,
My mysteries are divine from everlasting to everlasting
So thou must learn to accept, all that life brings

I am omnipotent, omnipresent, omniscient, all of the time
And thou shall see my wonders, for it is always divine,
Stay on the road of righteousness, it leads to eternal life
Only then thou can overcome this world of strife

Now that you have found me, never let me go
And thus, this thine sojourner's life, my blessings on you, I bestow!

by sheriffgali