The anxiety lifts like a cloud
Something hanging like a death shroud
Now it\'s gone and I can be proud
Divine intervention, there\'s no doubt
Sometimes the journey is a difficult one
It\'s painful and it\'s certainly no fun
But it too shall pass like the setting sun
What\'s it all about?
Many prayers have been said for me
I believe this helped wholeheartedly
But what really helped was a trip to the library
Oh, the wisdom I\'ve found out