The old comes back and the safe is unsafe!

Just when I thought it was over, just when I thought it was gone.
I wake up and find that my sickness has not yet run the test of time.
I find myself wallowing in a bed of despair. My sweat soaks through my bed, my body, my hair.
My blood is not normal neither is my life. I strive to work for God, and somehow I lagged behind. I know I've got to do better, I know that I can.
I know I still have it in me, cause I still hear the Angel's hymns. I know I still have it in me cause I still knew when the worst would be done.

This morning I found myself throwing up, sweat rolling off of me, my blood is somehow against me. This morning I found that old things die hard and that the sickness may never be done, but by the help of my God Jesus I am and I can overcome! AMEN!