He is Faithful

You, O Lord, are my refuge.
When All had left me
When I was truly alone
You were still there.

Desolate as the desert
Barren as a forest stripped
As a river that has run dry
So was my life.

An empty shell
A tree hollowed out
Lacking inner peace
So was my life

Yet in my despair
You called out
You reached for my hand
As I began to sink for the last time.

You drew me out of the depths
From the Pit of Death
From the Snare of Satan
You grasped my hand and drew me out.