Please Lord clear me for thinking,
These headaches of life's pains last less than a tiny speck of sand When compared to your infinite being
This week is almost over and time DOES heal,
Never soon enough I'm afraid.
I demand to much here and now.
To this weekend I'll need Your love the most
Take me and hold me.
Only In Your knowing is this piece of me at peace
Amen
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