I crawled out the hull of a ship
That was holding me hostage
Bounded to
A death ship
It was Dark and damp
The view was so blurry
Blinding at times
My eyes hurt real bad
Their blood shot
My ears to dirty to hear
Trying to wipe the dirt out
But packed
more in
My finger are very dirty
My hands stink
Along with my unclean clothes
I’m badly infected
I can barely stand myself
I can hardly breathe
My throat is very dry
I have nothing to drink
No clean water
One of my lungs have collapsed
No food to eat
Nothing in my stomach
I keep throwing up
I’m feeling queasy
My head is spinning
My heart is weakly pumping life
I fainted quite a few times
My joints ache
My wrists are shackled
My knees are weak
My feet black and crusted
My toes have sores
Bound by the laws of sin
Chained to my dark ugly ways
In a ship destined
For idle drifting to nowhere
All the occupants DIE
I didn’t want to die
Not like this
Not with no hope
I had to be free
Through my ashy lips
With all the strength I had
I cried for help
My rotten teeth rattled
My dirty eyes released soot
I breathed new life in my lungs
Those shackles feel off
I was given strength
To crawl out
The hull of this ship
Of sin and shame
I stepped over many skeletons
Over so much filth
Made it to the deck
Where the SON was shining
The more I walked to the light
My legs and joints got stronger
I got to the side
where I could see the water
I threw myself over the side
Out of this bondage
Off this vessel
Plunged into the deep depths of
conviction
I died
That’s what I wanted
That’s what I needed
Then was revived through JESUS CHRIST
Who washed me up with his blood
Flushed my eyes out
Now I see the cross clearly
I got a heart transplant
Then a blood transfusion
A new life
Cleaned out my ears
Now I hear my shepherd voice only
Now I know where to follow
My hands don’t smell no more
Because I don’t touch unclean things
Their always lifted toward heaven
Waiting to be touched
I was rescued , salvaged , saved
Then given power
Then after that the holy ghost
I breath in fresh air
Not that disgusting stench of sin
I raise my voice to praise the LORD
Who paid my ransom
Cleaned me up
Made me
Spiritually handsome
Put my feet on solid ground
Found he me
A vexed , vile hot mess
When nobody else cared
He reached out to my soul with love
I thank
him every day
For that
JAMES E. LAMB III
JAN. 13, 2013
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