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Saturday, April 30, 2011

"The Anchor Holds"


We are like a ship sailing out,
On a trip so rough and long.

Many started the race,
How many will finish the race?
Time is running out.

Across the raging seas, and the bitter storms.
I have fallen on my knees,
And still the anchor holds.

Even in the darkness of the night,
there was always a candle,
showing the way, showing the light.

In a timeless time,
I saw the truth, and I found the light.
And I must fight iniquities, without hesitation.  

In times of darkness,
I look into the flickering light of an upheld candle,
And there I found my comfort, my shelter and my warmth.

You didn't thought me to fight,
So that I can lose,

You thought me to fight,
Because I can win. 

I choose to stand,and I know that I'm a nobody,
Please keep me safe towards the end of time.