Meant to do…

Trapped in,
Air running short

The world dims,
This life I abort

Pain excruciating,
Living in this hell

My saving grace,
Hearing the heav'nly bells

Death creeps closer,
Lies come through the poser

The light shines bright,
'Jesus", I shout, with all my might

Knocked back is the deceiver,
By the great power of my Redeemer

Still my life lost,
But away it was not tossed

Given in great power,
Brought humbleness upon the tower

Let this life of mine die,
And Jesus' life instead, I cry!

I've done all I'm meant to do,
And discovered life eternal to be true…
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