Kevin Michael Bloor

Some Sweet Savior

In my fragile youth you found me shaking

Like a loveless lily growing wild

Touched my hollow heart, already breaking

Nurtured me, your nameless, naked child

 

To my eyes you blazed like vision blinding

Beautiful in feature, form and face

Fellowship with you and friendship finding

I grew up on godliness and grace

 

Till those clouds of glory I’d been trailing

Died, one day, as Queen Aurora rose

And the youth, turned man, whose faith was failing

Felt no longer; feelings all had froze

 

Then the years flew by and I grew bolder

 Damning you, a dark, demented dream

Coward I became, with conscience colder

Sacrificed you, sold you down the stream

 

In my final years, with twilight falling

I would sell my soul, not count the cost!

To hear the voice of some sweet saviour calling

Like the long-lamented one I lost!