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Mar 2016
Let the river bathe me oh highest king
For thine eye's are closed
To hell it seems
Wash away my sins so great
Abound me with your glory
So great

But do my ears deceive my mind
For sounds of darkness now climb
Into my empty mind at times
When lonely less
Stands by my side

So not forsake or abandon me
I feel the hands of him
Drag me from this place of peace
Down into
A space so bleak

Why doth you let me go
Did I not sing hallelujah
To your praise
Prey tell why this is so
That now my soul resides below

Rescue me I beg you now
For eternity taste so sour
And my eye's stay so blind
Below here amongst his kind

Now as I rest in soil so burnt
How my heart sinks
A lesson I've learnt
Yet still I belive in all that is written
While my world lays burnt
Sin
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   Puds and Keith Wilson
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