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I remember it so well,
the place, the despair and hell;
the agony, the sorrow, the brokenness,
the pain, the tears, and tenderness;
the day when unto You I cried,
longing for my soul to be satisfied.
As a child cries when in pain or in need,
I cried unto God, my soul to feed.
Somehow I knew to call You Father;
although You are my God and Maker.
You heard me from Your holy place,
and upon me bestowed Your grace.
You have saved me from my despair;
Your love to me has been so fair.
You picked me up when I did fall,
You are my God, my friend, my all.
Oh, how can I ever forget,
the day when my need was met?
Yes, I remember it so well,
the day You rang my heart’s bell.
By Ernst Louis
From my book Never Alone (Poetry Meets Faith)
(Psalm 18:6 KJV)
“In my distress I called upon the LORD, and cried unto my God: He heard my voice out of His temple, and my cry came before Him, even into His ears.”