Psalm For A Troubled Heart. Poem by dave lessard

There isn't a day,
that I don't think of you;
where you have been hiding,
the troubles we've been through!

But here we are; together,
in the end that's all that matters;
far from my previous life,
we all I touched, just shattered.

When the prince of darkness ruled,
when I was caught up in his web;
it almost took a lifetime,
for those morbid things to ebb.

To wash away the dirt and grime,
of a hundred sordid things;
to cleanse myself of evil,
and what that evil brings.

Stand fast with me forever,
tomorrow never dies;
but now, I know the path,
and where salvation lies.