Black Sunday

I can feel it shake in my chest

A fire is tearing into my body

This pain is just to intense to digest

 

There is a darkness falling around me

I can feel it quake in my soul

Such a power that flourishes a hate breed

In my mind these demons manifest

 

What happened to those good ol days

When the sun would always shine even in the rain?

What happened to that smile that used to linger proud on my face

Oh I feel that the devil has a grip on me still

And once in a while pulls me under to do his will.. 

 

So I walk into this church on a black Sunday morning

And I look at all these joyous faces

All of these beautiful people who have been through hellish phases

I see them raise their hands to the sky and close their eyes and sing his praises

 

I walk down the center aisle with my head hung low

The pastor stops his sermon and moves to me slow

With a solemn look he places his hand on my head 

And tells me "son, welcome back from the dead...

 

We have been waiting for you to come for some time 

The Lord has brought you here, he has your soul in mind 

He loves you with a depth more vast than the oceans 

His power is stronger than a thousand nations

And although He is a God of strength and wonder, love and grace. 

He cares for you so much... that he brought you to this place

Be in peace my son..you are loved.. And you are safe"

 

I burst in tears as I fall to my knees

I feel a great sadness flow out of me

And at the same time my spirit seems lifted

As My heart begins to swell and my pain slowly is wilted

 

I open my eyes for the very first time

I am blinded by the brilliance of the soft, faded lights

I am radiating with a love so immense 

My soul has finally spread its wings

And because of him, I am fixed. 

 

I look up to see the symbol of the cross 

Hung high in the air from this old church's loft

I can hardly fathom the such great cost

That Jesus paid for our sins to be lost

 

I stand before you here on this new Sunday morning

As proof that no matter what obstacle you're ascending

You are never to far from the Lords saving grace

To allow him to transform you from this world so full of hate

He will take you to a higher place

And wrap you in love at those pearly gates

 

Oh it is never to late, no never to late