Her love His salvation

Her Love, His Salvation

He walked through ruins of his soul,
A broken man, no hope, no goal.
Lost in shadows, cold and torn,
A heart once bright, now bruised and worn.

Then came her love, a gentle flame,
A quiet voice that called his name.
With tender hands, she reached inside,
Where pain and fear and sorrow hide.

Her love was not a fleeting spark,
But steady light within the dark.
She mended cracks with patient care,
And showed him life was still worth there.

No grand rescue, no shining sword,
Just whispered truths and soft accord.
Her faith in him, a healing balm,
A shelter in the fiercest storm.

Through brokenness, she saw the man,
Beyond the hurt, a soul to stand.
Her love became his saving grace,
A lifeline in a desolate place.

Now healed, he walks with strength anew,
Because one woman’s love was true.

She saved a life, she saved a heart, 
A love that gave him the world.