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Oh hold me with your endless arms-

They form a shelter around my broken soul

That not even I could break free of.

Bear me on your cross

And let me carry your crown of thorns

Upon my sinner’s head

For having been born with this burden

I climb upon this, my last worldly shelter

To raise my arms in praise one last time.



February 29, 2003