Beautiful

by

Richard Betts Jr.

Sometimes the world appears to me
That it is on the verge of falling apart.
And when I am about to lose my faith,
You restore my foolish heart.

When the angry heavens punish me
For my previous transgressions,
And turn a deaf ear
To my apologetic confessions,

I seek and find absolution
In the love that we have made.
Trough your faith and forgiveness
The grime on my soul is cleansed away.

When the world's horrors
Haunt my sleep and awaken me,
You never fail to comfort
Or think of forsaking me.

And from the shadows,
Where the darkness shrouds my weeping,
I notice you resemble an angel
As you lie there softly sleeping.

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