"Focus in Worship"

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Despite my assumed desire to follow,

I find myself worried 'bout tomorrow.

And though I often bow to seek you,

Constantly my thoughts do leave you.

Teach me, Lord, just how to foces,

Make my spirit daily broke, thus.

I may sing and read my Bible,

But, Lord, come. I need revival.

Teach the masses, reach your people,

Reach the world outside the steeple.

Many millions need to meet you,

Too often we're content to greet you.

      -Lo Ruhamah

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"Uuuhhh!"
- Raymond

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Wow...this is a great poem. I've read a few of your poems and now and you have such a diverse topic range....I'm really impressed!