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running, running closed doors where to now searching for a way some how give me answers, don't know how or what or where or when but hope that somehow somebody, help me please? can't you see I'm incomplete looking, knocking should i be copying ratrace or embrace discipline or a waste? could it be you just want me to give up shut up look up get up or down on my knees saying Jesus please no one else can appease or set my spirit at ease I give this situation to you only your hands can hold it only you can shape it, make it into what you desire i am merely clay surrendering this day wishing the old flesh away Lord come and make me ok or at least the way i should be I give up and I give you all that I am take me and teach me and lead me into your way everlasting
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Nov 26, 2014
Nov 26, 2014 at 4:34 AM UTC
I give up
running, running closed doors where to now searching for a way some how give me answers, don't know how or what or where or when but hope that somehow somebody, help me please? can't you see I'm incomplete looking, knocking should i be copying ratrace or embrace discipline or a waste? could it be you just want me to give up shut up look up get up or down on my knees saying Jesus please no one else can appease or set my spirit at ease I give this situation to you only your hands can hold it only you can shape it, make it into what you desire i am merely clay surrendering this day wishing the old flesh away Lord come and make me ok or at least the way i should be I give up and I give you all that I am take me and teach me and lead me into your way everlasting
I give up Chandré De Wet 12 Oct 2008
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Nov 26, 2014
Nov 26, 2014 at 4:34 AM UTC
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