held fast and grasped on our knees and desperate hands clasped our last prayer silently gasped
twas that not enough? for the going got tough! did you get the help you need? did a light shine on your plead?
for this lost soul that was not my role my deliverance came not in holy name but on my feet...to offer help to those I was yet to meet to rise...to heal...to my surprise salvation is real it is up to me to survive what I feel forego my fearful selfish plea my God has shown more faith in me "Stepping through my shadow." 46 & 2 -- TOOL