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Jan 2012
Hear me my God, my Father, my Lord.

My heart if filled with dark and dread.
I'm afraid I wish to just be dead.

Despair holds me with a force.
I'm afraid I'm not on course.

Guide my heart, guide my soul.
I will pay any toll.

Bring me back to my right of mind.
So that I will be forever kind.

Thank you my Lord, my Father, my God.
Written by
Jordan Adams
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