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I stand before you now, crying and 
Humbling down unto my knees,
A tear stricken face you gaze upon 
With such forgiveness and love.

You gently grasp my hand and
Bring me unto my feet. 
My eyes are lifted upon the sight of you
And so my soul is also lifted.

My flood of tears you wiped away,
Bringing peace that calmed the winds
Of my life, turning them into a slight breeze,
So that I could stand.

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