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Feb 2021
I'm tired, oh Lord, so tired
This prayer is nothing new
This prayer is a broken record
And no surprise to you

My eyes are heavy Lord
They are weighted with my soul
My vision is still blurry
It's begun to take a toal

My breath is labored Lord
Exhaustion has a sting
Its hard to cling to hope
Of what tomorrow will bring

My arms are tired Lord
I have bruises from my fight
This enemy I cannot see
Has a grip on me so tight

My legs are weak Lord
They scream at me to stop
They warn me they are shaking
I feel my body drop

My mind is blurred Lord
So little now seems clear
Logic still evades me
And all I feel is fear

My lips are trembling Lord
They wont let out my pain
My screaming has no voice
My attempts are made in vain

My heart is breaking Lord
Each day I feel it crack
Im reminded of my failures
And all the strength I lack

My soul is weary Lord
So again I'll turn to You
And pray that in your arms
I'll feel my strength renew
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