by Bradley Alger

Oh, how long, my King and my Lord?
How long must I wallow in the mire?
Oh, how long must I wait for 
The blessed king of longing?
I wait submerged in the toxic
Sludge.
I wait for the coming King of 
Longing.
I wait for Him to come and
Pull me out of the muck
And wash me clean. 
He’s coming to pull me out of the 
Miasma and make me into 
His own.
He’s come.

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Bradley Alger is an aspiring writer and a  Christian Counseling student at Northeastern Baptist College and he lives on campus in Bennington, Vermont.