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Yesterday I gasped for breath
As depression choked my life.
My last hope was ripped away;
I was helpless as I watched.
I crumpled to the ground
And wondered if this was the end.
Broken and emptied of all joy,
I was left a hollow shell.
One saw me there and pitied me;
He drew me close with nail scarred hands.
Without a word he held me there,
And slowly changed my shattered heart.
He turned the stony remnants
Into whole and beating flesh,
Then carried me among my friends
Whose prayers helped me to stand.
As depression choked my life.
My last hope was ripped away;
I was helpless as I watched.
I crumpled to the ground
And wondered if this was the end.
Broken and emptied of all joy,
I was left a hollow shell.
One saw me there and pitied me;
He drew me close with nail scarred hands.
Without a word he held me there,
And slowly changed my shattered heart.
He turned the stony remnants
Into whole and beating flesh,
Then carried me among my friends
Whose prayers helped me to stand.
