Walking the Land of Man

Scared, I've been horrified.
Fighting lifes battles with no-one at my side.
Struggling, but still I had to try.
Always losing and wondering why.
Some battles were dropped here by life.
Others were caused by my on strife.
Empty and lonely I stood alone.
Now , solo again I'll never be!
Now that God is always close to me.
I still cause myself pain
Slipping back to my solo reign.
Today when I see that I struggle in vain
I reach out to God and my sanity gain
I reach out my heart for love and for peace.
Take Gods hand and let go of my beast.
I am wrapped in joy and blessed relief.
I can feel the hope and warmth as my brows uncrease
Peace settles around me like soft thick clouds
My mind is clear of all dark haunting shrouds
I feel my hand safe in Gods hand
To help me walk the land of man.

copyrights of
Georgette Helton
05/95 - 2002

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