Unnamed Poem -- My Testimony

It was a chain that strongly bound me
In my dungeon of despair.
'Twas a plea of mercy grounded
On the flight-wings of a prayer.

'Twas a sin that kept me stalling
From a Love that, by design,
Would steal me out of darkness;
"O, My child, you are Mine."

'Twas a calling from the faithful,
'Twas a plea -- "O, sinner, come!"
In a sacrifice forgotten,
God had given us His Son.

'Twas a prayer I offered solely
To say, "I'm sorry, Lord."
'Twas the whisp'ring of an angel:
"Come and find true Love."

'Tis a tie that strongly binds me
To a Love so freely giv'n;
'Tis a mercy offered daily
From the highest courts of Heav'n.

-- September 13th, 2016.