A new poem

I wrote this poem today after church. It is about life before and then after an encounter with God as He spoke through the "bushes" of my choices. I have not lived the last stanze, but am trusting God for it. I am actually in the stanza that is in the bold font.

Throughout this life, across this span;
I journey through the life of a sinful man.
My hope is all gone; I need a God with a plan.
Who will give me His strength by the cross where He ran.

All around me is heartache, depression and pain
I sang songs of victory, but never believed what I sang.

I lived a life with blinders, dark as can be;
No ability to remove them – no hope to see.
But deep in my heart a message spoke out to me.
Offering the power of hope if I would only would stop to see.

Dimming images of heartache, depression and pain
Singing louder songs of victory, hoping it is true what I sang.

I have journeyed the mountains and rocky places on high
My life growing weaker, a stronger desire to die.
Shame brought me low, a life of truth turned into a lie.
Still that message of hope grew the more I would cry.

Fewer images of heartache, depression and pain
Continuing to sing songs of victory, holding onto to what others lived as they sang.

I see a bush on fire, burning bright and free
ignited by the Spirit with a message for me.
“I am that I am; what you need I will be!”
I offered excuses, fear tried to make me flee;

Now no images of heartache, depression or pain.
I am embracing the victory found in the songs that I sang.