My Testimony

In realms of despair, where darkness reigns, He leads me beside still waters, where hope remains. A path unwinds, where none seemed to exist, He makes a way, where shadows resist. Yah, the God of the impossible, He stands tall, Cracking hard rocks, where waters may fall. In lions' dens, where fear would grip and hold, He closes jaws, and whispers, "You are mine, behold." Walls of Jericho, once impenetrable and strong, Crumble at His voice, where faith does belong. In fish's belly, three days passed, yet I breathed, A miracle unfolded, as God's plan was conceived. From prison's chains to palace doors, I walked free, A journey of favor, where destiny was set to be. Floodwaters raged, for forty days and nights, Yet in the ark, I found refuge, under God's protective lights. Samson's strength, in locks of hair did lie, But when they fell, his power did not die. Blindness befell, but inner sight did gain, One push, and triumph, over tyranny's stronghold did remain. Chains fell off, doors swung wide, I walked out free, A testament to God's deliverance, for all to see. Favor from above, protection's shield so bright, A divine escort, through life's darkest night. Once lost in sin, with debt unpaid and Yah paid it