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Aug 2015
There's an ache in me,
there is a need...
For my Savior to come,
Oh Lord, come and rescue me.
I am following your ways,
but I follow on knees that are weak.
They buckle and I tremble,
Lord, I pray you remember me.

I know I'm not forgotten,
but there's an enemy near to me.
Shouting lies that are louder than
your gentle voice.
Lord I need a helper,
Lord I need to be set free.
There is hell here on Earth,
but Lord, thank you that this
is the only hell I'll ever see.
You give grace, I get mercy...that's the Father that you are.
Jennifer Weiss
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Jennifer Weiss  Biloxi
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