King

Through many perils have I come, 
mind and soul almost undone.
A feverish pitch of fear I had,
a lengthy battle, I was nigh mad.
But then He rode in on an "ass",
and I no longer was harassed.
He came and offered me a crown
of roses for my devils frown.
I gladly swiped the gloom for joy,
felt I had found a brand new toy.
We danced and sang and spun around
a fresh momentum I had found.
I loved this Man this new found friend,
who held my heart and who did mend
the pain, the hurt, the wretched fear
that held me back for all those years.
And so dear friends, some young some old, 
this is my story:  
God is gold.