“The Lord works in mysterious ways,”
That’s what I’ve always been told.
He’s always there when we need Him,
He wants to carry our heavy load.
Sometimes He will take us so low,
The only way we can look is up.
We then are able to see the little things,
How each is touched with His love.
He is always knocking at our door,
Wanting us to just let Him in.
So He may come into our hearts,
And keep us separated from sin.
If you’re in prison like me,
I pray you open that door.
Feel the Holy Spirit take control,
And see that there is so much more.
To walk out these prison gates,
It’ll feel great to be a free man.
The best feeling will be entering heaven’s gate,
And being held by the Father’s hands.