A Song Of Winter And Spring: Poetry depicting heartbreak And happiness

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Turning in my filthy rags,
You gave me a robe of white,
Void of stains from my past,
And full of peace and light,

I'm not a stranger to the dark,
Or shadows in the night,
But you took me out,
Brought me up,
And placed me in the light
I'm no longer satisfied by these earthly things,
When I'm surrounded
by the presence,
Of the King of Kings

Swing low sweet chariot,
The one that brings me home
Into your arms, full of love
Where I am never alone

For you were with me always,
But now I'm really here,
I don't have to look for you
When you're standing there

I love it when you hold me,
When I lean against your chest,
It's where I find my comfort,
It's there I find my rest

You're Holy fire's still
The scent of it so sweet
I feel it burning in my chest,
Loving your warmth and heat

You spoke to me
The truth,
And were my constant guide,
I couldn't fall away,
Without you knowing where I hide
I find you in the quite,
I find you in the peace,
I find you in the thickest storm,
At your word they cease

When I'm surrounded,
By my darkest fears,
I know that you are with me,
And I don't have to fear
I know that you are near