Fought the bleary storms
Drudging through the drifts
Been crippled at every turn
I've spotted the spring
Fighting to bring forth life
Death's blight turns to sunlit skies
Blessings overwhelm at every sight
I've seen the winter, now let me run
Fleeing from the cold, taking off this burdensome coat
Delighting in truth, life, and no more lies
Being content, with Him at last
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