In the middle of a muddle, that was deeper than a puddle,
I looked to the left and right.
Though blinded by the devil, because he's out of level,
Our Father in heaven gave sight.
With seeing eyes lifted, my attitude shifted,
I looked for the strength to say no.
When deep down inside, God's Word came alive,
To resist, then turn and go.
So tenderly spoken, His voice strong, unbroken,
He gave victory again to me.
Because Christ has risen, He imparted to me vision,
I'm glad that I now can see.
Written by,
Papa Boyd
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