Land Of Many Troubles

I have returned to my land of many troubles This desert without in which I have wandered While I crouched and crawled through Another harsh desert The wilderness within In the place I despaired my ruin I have settled to witness my restoration To receive my promised land Handed down by my Creator The Author of Grace and Truth I participate in it with thankfulness In his redemption of a life One I had feared hopelessly torn Irretrievably broken on the rocks of my lot My foolishness, my ignorance And my unrequested misfortune Retrieved in the balance My own: my own and put to rest Theirs: lifted from me and forgiven And most of all It all Over And nailed to the cross Stephen Pursell, from Tucson, AZ USA, sometime in 1998