It's a dark, cold and rainy night,
And I was walking without a light.
When suddenly I slipped and fell,
Fell into something like a well,
Something vast, gloomy and deep.
Because of the rain, I fell right in,
I fell deeper into all my sin.
I was 100, 50, 15 feet from hitting,
Falling, with nothing to cling!
So, did I hit, did I hit the rocky land?
No, I was caught by a mighty hand!
I was caught by Someone amazing,
By God Himself, by Christ, my king!
I had nothing broken, bruised or scratched,
Because a hold of me God had latched.
I had fallen away, into a deep pit,
Since I asked, God reliably caught me before I hit.
Then once again, another day came,
Where I traveled on a path quite the same.
I still hadn't brought a light with me,
Because my ego told me I could see!
It was dark and this time very cold.
Today I felt strong and very bold!
I slipped into the same dark hole,
Because it was my life Satan stole!
I was 100, 50, 15 feet from the ground,
This time I hit, making a deafening sound.
I hit the rock bottom very forcibly,
I didn't ask for God's help and it broke me!
God never ever left my side,
It was just that in Him I didn't abide!
God was there to pick my pieces up,
Waiting faithfully to refill my cup.
He put me back together and held me tight,
Begging me to let Him guide me each night.
God remained faithful and always stood by,
In case He was needed to help me fly!