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| FLEETING THOUGHTS My mind is blank, so is the paper Oh Lord I search for inspiration Will you lend an ear this way Help me to find the words I pray My life is full of love for you But somehow I need to view The wondrous love that you give To save me, give me reason to live. Lift me up above the clouds Up from the fog that crowds Clear out my mind, open my eyes To look beyond the skies. My friends all rally round me In an effort to help me abound To have the loss of tears and pain To be happy and myself again. Oh this may be a master plan A time when I have to ask Why do my thoughts stand still How long will this last? If old satan could have his way I would never write another day But over me he has no power Thy sword and shield are my provider. I don't know why I hesitate Let's get the prose going in gait The words will come easy to me When I realize the fight is complete. Thank you Lord for giving help And being there to intercept I will take it from here and complete And lay this gift of prose at your feet. Written By Shirley Barr September 28, 2004 All Rights Reserved Psalms 34: 6 ~ 9 This poor man cried, and the LORD heard him, and saved him out of all his troubles. The angel of the LORD encampeth round about them that fear him, and delivereth them. O taste and see that the LORD is good: blessed is the man that trusteth in him. O fear the LORD, ye his saints: for there is no want to them that fear him. |
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