Take His Hand

A Poem by John D. High
Some men want’a die They want’a go to the grave It ain’t no lie Exposure to the truth is their biggest fear But it’s the only thing that’s Gonna set them free. Nowhere to run to Nowhere to hide Have to face those giants That live inside. Exposure to light Is the way out of the dark Freedom waits on the other side Reach out and take his hand He’ll pull you out of The mess you’re in. Don’t wait for everything to be perfect That day may never come He wants you now All your brokenness is nothing he can’t heal Give your life to Christ And watch your new life begin.