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My Lord

Contributed by little_genna on Tuesday, 23rd November 2004 @ 11:52:47 AM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry






I just can’t take this any more,
I need out of this hell hole more and more.
My heart is torn and incredibly sore,
I think one of my last heartstrings tore.

I pray to my God, I pray more than ever,
My almighty carer,
I ask for your guidance in my life,
The temptation gets bigger for the knife.
I feel Satan’s grasp tightening,
My hold on reality is blurring.

Please God save me, I am one of your children,
I know in the past I have been a bad Christian,
I plead now for your forgiveness,
I finally want out of this blankness.
I wish to have meaning to my life, show me the way,
I feel without You I am only halfway.
Lord, show me the error of my sinful ways.
Now I have finished with that deluded craze.



SJ






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Re: My Lord (User Rating: 1 )
by Stitch on Tuesday, 23rd November 2004 @ 12:06:54 PM AEST
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He always takes us back and puts our feet on the solid ground of the right path. Over and over again He does it because He is the most patient and loving of parents.
I'll say a prayer for you. The road is never easy and almost always crooked, but that's what it takes to find the narrow way.
Stitch


Re: My Lord (User Rating: 1 )
by Mangs on Tuesday, 23rd November 2004 @ 12:08:56 PM AEST
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dont lose hope hun....lifes beautiful...u just gotta have the right glasses on...

Love,
Umang


Re: My Lord (User Rating: 1 )
by recompile on Tuesday, 23rd November 2004 @ 01:10:44 PM AEST
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I thought this was very hopeful -- and a wonderful expression of the emotion we've felt returning to our faith in some dark hour. Trust in Him and He'll give you all the strength that you need.

Matthew 7:7-8 Ask, and it shall be given you; seek, and ye shall find; knock, and it shall be opened unto you: For every one that asketh receiveth; and he that seeketh findeth; and to him that knocketh it shall be opened.


Re: My Lord (User Rating: 1 )
by Pyrofungus on Tuesday, 23rd November 2004 @ 01:44:47 PM AEST
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wow this is how i feel alot now....especially last night...i trully know where your coming from...if you need to talk just send me a message...maybe we can help each other out...

please comment on my work too
summer




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