Dark and gloomy days on end
with no apparent hope in sight
fortunes fleeing (lamps alight)
on fairy wings into the night

Out of darkness sinister
with teeth like sharks to minister
that sweeping blow with the sharpest knife
that rips and tears the soul apart
then plunges terror in the heart

Those words from out Golgotha's pits
of pending dangers lurking near

Diagnosis: Cancer

Then just a whisper wafts by here
and sets a message in the ear
"I will never leave you nor forsake you"

THE LORD WILL GET YOU THROUGH ALL THIS