Personal Jesus

In silence
the gentle footsteps draw near.
He is pure.

A strong light,
escorted through my darkest doorways,
painfully illuminates the there hidden sins.
Thou shalt worship only he.

Instantaneously, his image
engraves itself upon my mind.
Forgiven,
my past forgotten
for I have been reborn.

I see myself,
my reflection hath been rekindled.
All my divine doubts
demolished, displaced by thy desires.

I stand.
Our souls touch
as my saviour
lends thou himself,
in each way I request,
in silence.

My love alight
as strong as his?
I rest thy faith at his gentle footsteps.
I shalt not be unfaithful.

When I am to be liberated
from this god-forsaken ground,
I shall be content;
I hath felt his love
and I hath lived for Him.