dear God,

You love me.
You saved me.
I thought my Delilah had cut off all my hair.
I thought the enemy had plucked out my eyes.
I thought I had no more strength, nor sight.
I thought my temptation had taken me prisoner.
But all the while Your saving power was making me better.

How would I know this joy if not for this trial?
How would I know this peace if not for this storm?
How would I have this strength if not for salvation?
How would I be saved if there was no Christ?
How would I know You like this if I was not saved.