Monster.

Oh, I am but a monster,
Just a creature and a creep;
I hide amid the shadows,
And the secrets of the deep;

My teeth are long and jagged,
And my fur is soaked with red;
I bite the hand that feeds me,
Yet expect to still be fed;

My home is with the darkness,
Where the world collides with hell;
I once was called a lion,
But I now am just a shell;

My mane has lost its splendor,
And my majesty has fled;
I crawl upon my belly,
With a heart cut out of lead;

Yet still you came to find me,
In my dark and dirty place;
You whispered to me softly,
As you stroked my ghastly face;

You held me tightly in your arms,
And thawed my icy soul;
You pulled me to my filthy feet,
And led me from that hole;

The day is now my kingdom,
And I run in fields of gold;
With other lions just like me,
Through wonderments untold;

My crimes have been forgiven,
And my broken heart restored;
And with a roar I will proclaim,
That Jesus Christ is Lord.