Seven steps.
God knows, how I needed help...
Weeping on my bedroom floor,
Silently hidden, behind my door.
Searching, I was anxious with fear,
Wanting to hold you oh so dear
My heart belongs to my Saviour/
And that truly changed my behaviour!
The doubt was gone,
I no longer did mourn,
For when love and mercy found me,
You were right there for me to see.
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