Redemption, forgiveness, peace in my soul beyond all fighting,
Suffering is not forever, nor happiness,
But I keep on going in spite of this.
Nothing can break me, not words, nor stones,
My soul lives on when my body is but bones,
For I am not a hater, nor will I be broken,
Only truth need be spoken.
Pain drifts into peace, peace into sleep, and sleep to dreams,
For when I lie down to rest, my soul is peaceful, my heart is grateful.
I need not defend myself, truth speaks for itself,
And blessed are the meek, the poor, the downtrodden, the righteous,
For they shall see God.
Really good spiritual poem. Thank you for sharing.
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