I was drowning, and sinking in sin—
Regretting each one with deep chagrin
As I lived on, I couldn’t face the facts.
My morbid memory made me retract.
I felt remorse with tongue in cheek.
My grave clothes had really reeked.
So, I ran to Jesus to set me free—
Like a river runs rapid into the sea.
Like a wayward son to see Father God,
I relinquished my pride inside this bode.
My search for peace related to Christ;
My Kinsman redeemer paid the price.
Like an eternity going East to West,
His blood atoned with simple trust.
He’s mercy answered my crying plea.
Now all is forgiven in the forgetful Sea.
The beauty of Christ is living a new life.
For Believers who trust fully in Christ.
Darrel Venable
2022
Divinity Poetry 