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Lord Help Me

Lord Help me I have bled for You

On Your land and in Your eyes

I have never done a thing to disguise

how I have shed my armor and fallen in my grace

I have had tears and dirt and blood on my face

I have made and I have lost and never discerned

never looked to the sky when my life was concerned

I have fought and I have raged and I have ever devised

some dastardly plots unfit for your eyes

I have glared and I have pillaged and ruined your name

But Lord help me let my son do the same

for the deeds that I have done are the man that I am

And the sins I have committed are part of your plan

so help him grow strong as he is always kept down

lend him your strength to rise from the ground

Help him to learn and to worship your ways

but always remember to fight for his days

Let him know peace and to live and let love

and to always remember your presence above

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Published
Nov 7, 2010
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