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September 1989
I hate this world! and the things of it we, once destined for joy crawl hungrily in pain our noblest emotions perverted our hands perfect for lifting up so often strike down and mouths that should be praising God deny Him without tears
oh God, take me up this evil thunders down strikes my heart lifts my fear where in all this storm of life can I rest I am too tired too weak to do your good, God I fear to give up but I dread going on I need you Lord near me to save me
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I Hate this World A poem by Peter Rhebergen Download the book Each New Day a Miracle Bible Studies How to Study the Bible Life is Wonderful Photography Copyright 2024 About me |
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