October 19, 2008

Lost in the world’s fears
Sorrows, miseries, pain
Cloudy, dark moments
Days of chilling rain

Confused and wandering child
Harsh burdens, more than a few
Too difficult to carry
Dear God, my strength, renew

Purify my heart
And clear my foggy mind
Your grace, oh God, is plenty
Restore Your Hand, divine

Type: Poetry

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