The Whale’s Belly

Sitting in the gloom
Rotting flesh all around
Saved from certain death
And yet still not fully rescued
We wait in the hands of our God

Dampness clings to the skin
All light has been shut out
That sinking feeling in your stomach comes back
Every time you remember
We’ve seen the depths where we were heading

The mercy of forgiveness
The sternness of correction
The humbling of our hearts
The transformation we so desperately need

Finally we return to dry land
God has shown us immeasurable grace
No more interest in going our own way
Our hearts await His call

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