Tortured Man Saved

The winds of change

Are strong and cold

They burn the tortured man

He strives to find

A place to hide

A shelter from the storm

 

But sanctuary’s

Hard to find

All doors are closed to him

The tortured man

Feels lost and cursed

Pariah, all alone

 

There’s thoughts and

Movement all around

A stranger now to sleep

His mind it taunts

It pokes and prods

It never leaves him be

 

The tortured man

Begins to weep

And tears fall from his eyes

He’s never felt

So all alone

Forsaken, now he prays

 

He hits his knees

He lifts his eyes

His arms reach out above

The tortured man

Calls out to God

Forgive me I have sinned

 

The tortured man

Recalls his sins

No detail is lost

His strength is gone

He lays his head

The storm begins to pass

 

 

 

 

When he awakes

And rubs his eyes

Feels warmth upon his skin

He stands up tall

And hears the voice

“You’re free, forgiven son”

 

The path ahead

Is clear and straight

He’ll never walk alone

There’s no more hurt

And no more pain

He’s saved, he’s born again