Category : Poems

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Let the Lord speak to me for I am in pain, 
Grief follows my bones
As sorrow attacks me in the middle of the night.
I lurk with gloom 
I stand defeated with agony
Let the Christ speak for his words 
Are comfortable to my soul.
His word comforts my heart.
So let me talk to Christ face to face in my dreams, let me have time with the Keeper of all things.
For he is well in my spirit.
Let me cry out to him in despair 
For he hears my every moaning.
He knows my every tears 
As he reads every drop.
Let him know all because he owns
All.