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Aug 2014
Father I cry
My tears flow like a fountain
My heart continues to be weary
I need comfort to quite it my soul
I need God’s holy spirit to help me look up and see behold
A son loss in a struggle of despair
Yet you are the Savior that no one can compare
I pray deep
I need your mercy in keep
Your spirit tells me through darkness there is a light
This light is in remembrance in helping you overcome your plight
Trust in the above
Jesus the almighty to think of
A scar being a mire cut
I know it doesn’t sound like much
But God delivers and he does comfort

A sunrise with a darkened heart
A triggered shot with a hushed voice
Acceleration of life with tomorrow having no meaning
Another soul to sleep
The Devil’s demise in attempt to keep
God’s eye in wonder
Heavenly soul gone yonder
A young life cut short from the score
A question of justice in needing to explore
A time to pray
A nation in turmoil not feeling ok
The question being when will the volence end?
Tears on what will tomorrow be?
An uncertain pause of wait and see

Life we question in what it seems
However, it is the praying hands given to above
Once again it is Heaven that we think of
Endure in the goodness
I am the witness
To sleep is only a victory on a new tomorrow
A sunrise will return
Everyday living being an urn
God can and will
But continue to think on God still
God will comfort in your distress
But believing in faith your own personal test
Everlasting, fulfillment and joy as the final word
An ending sermon in have you heard
Peace unto you
The praises that is due
Walk in stride as you take God’s word to abide
My lips in one last kiss
Heaven’s doors open wide and remembering the hour in your stride.
preservationman
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preservationman  New York City
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   stéphane noir
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