Know This is True

From the dark in my prison cell,
Doubt and confusion
  shackle my wandering thoughts,
     though my heart devoted remains.

Through the bars of my jail door,
I send questions for answers,
  I want a light in the growing dark,
    I need a ray of hope to hold on to.

Look not upon the gathering gloom,
But know this is true:
  the blind see, the lame walk, the deaf
    hear, the dead live, and to the poor the
               Good News is proclaimed.

Luke 7:18-23

by J Alan R
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