Savior
Softly he lifts me, his eyes full of knowing, understanding.
As he holds me close, healing me. Restoring me with
Virtue, by his grace. He looks down
In compassion on my trembling heart. Scarred hands
Outstretched in mercy and love. He holds the key to forgiveness, my
Redeemer, come to rescue my soul, to bring me home.
-Katy Woodruff
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