My Sanity
When my thinking twists in
knots,
Up seems down and down seems
up,
Clouds hover like on a stormy
night,
And I feel lost and adrift on
a vast sea,
I drag myself to my Bible and
pray.
I set my mind on Who He is and
I praise.
And He untangles, orients, shines
and pulls me safely back to
land.
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