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Dec 2012
God why do you shake me can't you let it be
the way wild geese are wild birds of prey **** mourning doves
only weep but what am I God and you will not let it be.
God you made these holes it all leaks peace drips out
loves depart a constant stream of guests by day
when late it's only you and I just let it be.
God my eyes are full of loveliness I cannot touch the ugliness
of what is done is done fills my eyes with nothing else to see
but you the one unseen could simply let it be.
God my heart's desire pain my great ambition end of all
my labor come to this achievement prostrate hours praying let it be.
God in the narrows of my life
God in the shadows of my deeds
God the earth I trouble bears me less today
words pierce me faces turn away yet even now
God in the shallows of my thought
God in the depths of my despair
God in lonely hours come again at last to this one prayer
I pray you will once simply let it be...okay.
Paul S Eifert
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