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Nov 2015
There is a battle inside that no one can deny.
My strength is failing on every single try.
Lord, I am so confused; I just don’t see the light.
Inside is like a hurricane, and every breath brings a fight.
I cannot tell what is up and what is down anymore;
These feelings lead me in circles. I don’t what they’re for!
Lord, I really what to do things Your way,
But I can barely live with myself today!
Lord, please hear this sinner’s plea.
I need You so desperately to change me!
One day I will be running closer to You and Your place;
Then the very next moment I will fall and make myself a disgrace.
What hurts me the most is that I know what I ought to do,
But I know that all I do, I should do it for You:
But how can I do such wickedness for the Holiest of Holies!
I know He knows I am just like all those phonies.
Lord, I know I am so far from where I should be;
I should be able to hear You talking in me.
Oh how weak is my faith Lord!
Strengthen me by Your Word!
Lord my failings are so many I cannot even list them;
My heart grows heavy because I cannot fix them.
Lord please search me and know my heart;
From today may You be my continual start.
Lord I long so lustfully for what is not mine.
I need You to break this from me, I am Your vine!
Lord, my prayer to You is that You will just have Your way in me
I have lived long enough to find out that all I am is nothing without Thee!
Have mercy on such a wicked blasphemer such as I;
May You be my God and cause me to forever in Your arms lie!!
Duncan Grant Bell
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Duncan Grant Bell  South Africa
(South Africa)   
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