There once lived a girl in a harried woman’s world
She reasoned as a lamb amongst the lion’s
With her gentle simple ways
She would navigate the days
With loving faith in the Lord of Zion
She was covered by his love
Bathed in glory from above
Yet below, in the earth where she resided
Temptations flourished there
Flesh alive to sin aware
Raged a battle for her soul
Her mind divided
Ernest seeking for relief
From the searing touch of grief
That held her, a captive prisoner slave
She then tasted slop of pigs, in pretense that slop was figs
The forbidden fruit in lust her palate craved
Eyes now blind from sin’s deceit
Sightless wandering, her feet
Left the narrow path, and trudged the crooked road
Bearing all her worldly cares, all the ones that Christ did bear
She retrieved, suffering beneath the load
In a moment of despair
She cried out a groaning prayer
In utterance, no one could understand
Except the Savior from above
Filling her with holy love
Cast away her cares
And took her Fathers hand
He embraced her to his breast
Gave her sleepless nights a rest
Traded rusty hairclips, for a crown of gold
And the legend of her sins
That would surface time again
Swallowed in the sea, no more to be retold.
By Robminx
Copyright © 2009
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