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untitled hymn
Here I am again face to face with my sin.
It's a battle not yet fought that's already been won,
but still, I dont know where to begin.
I pick up myself, and dust me off.
I lived through a trial yet again.
I really thought this time, that I'd be gone...
but there you appear again...
There you are to show me that I belong!!
I belong right here...right where you want me to be.
I've become so blind that I couldnt see
your hand reaching out to me...
Good poem . . .
and it certainly expresses well, and with concise brevity (always a sign of classic talent) what all of the faithful go through.
Starward