I feared I lost my faith; no hope could compensate.
Was it, in fact, too late? I felt so second-rate.
Had God abandoned me? I wanted to be free...
The Devil danced with glee at my catastrophe.
Upon my soul's own grave, there was nil left to save.
I was no longer brave; I knew I was depraved.

My mind I had destroyed; for drugs I had enjoyed.
I was but a mere boy to be another's toy.
My life relapsed on me for all eternity.
I wanted so to flee; locked down without a key--
My psyche in such chains; I felt the cutting pain.
Emotions were so drained; I wanted to be slain.

Upon my cross I hung; the dirges had been sung.
The death bells had been rung; I knew I was not young.
Regression was my goal; I was no longer whole.
Existence took its toll; I was in a black hole.
There could be no escape; my psyche had been raped.
I was in horrid shape; my heart and mind were scraped.

But then I heard a voice; it told me to rejoice.
I knew I had a choice. I had discerned a hoist!
For God had raised my soul; He now was in control;
Again I was made whole; salvation was my goal.
Belief had reappeared; no longer did I fear
The evil and the weird; myself I now revered.

Reliance had returned; inside me my faith burned.
A lesson I had learned; for God I did now yearn.
His kindness was extreme; I now knew Jacob's dream--
A ladder was the theme; I climbed on every beam;
To heaven I arose; I passed the Virgin's rose.
With radiance she glowed; I felt calm and composed.

To God's own throne I went; there was no more lament.
I had made my ascent; my soul was now content--
To earth I must descend; my faith to others lend.
My hope I shall defend; on God I shall depend.
I will show charity in thought and word and deed
Because my Lord found me for all eternity.