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The way out…

19 December 2012

In my deepest despairs
When I know not what to do
I search for thrills in pairs
My heart a refuge to put into

All artificial things seem calmer
The movies, music, internet
All because I’m a teetotaller
Their thrills r but not permanent

Stepping out doesn’t help much
Cos everyone’s got their own
Yours they listen, theirs they mulch
So why not go to the Savior known

So I grab the Holy Word of God
Read any portion coming to mind
I see how the fathers have trod
And remember I’ve been blind

My body doesn’t see the sense
But my soul feels enlightened
In its depths and over its fence
And thank God, my pray’r He listened

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