When I was down and out of luck
When dark the path, my life had took
When I was at my lowest low
A rope, a helping hand did throw
And pulled me up, out of the pit
And in the dark, a candle lit
And for my hunger gave me "Bread"
Then quenched a thirst inside my head
This loving servant helped me see
There's so much more to this, than me
By helping me, she showed me love
And led me to the One above
And now, alone, as I reflect
I find a spot of self-respect
That had been drowning in my tears
And had not shown itself in years
Let me through life, now walk, not run
Because the help of this true one
Did set me straight and on my way
And I'll remember day to day
Christ is that Helping Hand,
That you might receive it He was hanged
Closest to you He is, that you may Cling, and behold
Never down you will always go
- Damien G1
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