Living on the thin edge of despair--
Of needs unmet and desperation unchecked--
Only one small stumble away
From life in the gutter.
Living in the margin,
With no knowledge,
No understanding
Of the full life that could be--
Should be--
Can be--
With God.
Just reach out your hand,
My child,
Just reach out your hand
And take it--
That life is yours.
No matter what you’ve done,
God gives it to you, freely
With love--
That full, joyous life is yours.
Needs met--
Safety from the slippery edge,
Despair washed away,
By the blood of the Lamb.
A full, joyous life.