Higher Ground

Through the darkness and into the light.

Past snares and burdens of dismal plight.

Journeys anew against all odds,

Seeking final truth in the face of God.

Faltering steps retraced along the way,

Giving sight unto the price paid.

For over rock and trail

 And through the dark valley of man's personal hell,

Silent souls cling suffering to self…

Losing sight from whence cometh their help.

Never once looking to Him on high,

Seeking now only solace… in the absence of time.

Yet true peace can only be found,

When one loses oneself to seek higher ground.

Therefore, look on high, and to the cross do cling

For by Him, comes thy salvation

And chance unto glory to sing.

J. Allen Wilson © 2005

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