"the Light"

I was a broken man,
Wondering lost, without a plan,
Toiling in my laborious work,
Struggling though the gloomy murk,
Living in the curse of the fall,
Not knowing His blood covers all.

But then I saw my saving grace,
Redemption in a dead man's face,
Conquering death in just three days,
Now captivated by His loving gaze,
Ascended to His Father's side,
And in His life I do hide.

Although the war is won,
Still the battles rage on,
You can find me here,
Living in hope not fear,
May my praise arise,
My glorious battle cry.

Through the darkest night,
I fix my eyes upon the light,
And wait until the dawn,
When no more shall I mourn,
Rising joy and grace abound,
And eternal life is forever found.

By Pete Scopes