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Just like Jonah
With my wordly persona
I too sunk to the depths of the mountains
Trying to swim up, hoping, that my stains
Would bring me comfort.
But You shown me Grace
When You grabbed my hand
And pulled me to safety on dry land,
Wiping away my tears from my face
And saving me from my own abyss
That I befriend so much.
Just like Jonah
I have to spread Your news;
Of how You can light up our darkest place,
Where there's enough shelter and warmth
Under your comforting wings.
God, I'm humbling myself in front of You
When I ask;
Take me to my Nineveh
That I can bring Your Kingdom come
© Franklin J. Stadler
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