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June 1985

 

Lord, Im confused

Ive nothing to gripe at

yet I sulk

and pout

and frown

and treat my friends like dirt

and I know Im wrong

making my sin all the worse

 

I pray for deliverance

maybe

a lightning bolt of joy

free from on high

and it doesnt come

and I wait

and it still doesnt come

and I feel alone

and every slight

is intentional

is this some kind of test

that Ive just failed

 

Lord

as this devil takes control

please help me to fight it

its not right to feel this way

in all honesty Lord

Im not good enough

to say to them

what I have said

if I were

I wouldnt want to

 

fill me with your perfect love

oh Lord

the hand I wish to bite

 


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