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Cry of the Soul
Once, when my soul cried out in mournful pain; I believed the Spirit, with me, wept. When I felt that life was all in vain, He lifted me from the drowning depth. Now when flowing tears upon me fall, and all seems hopeless in this life; Does He hear my constant wailing call, when I feel grief’s merciless cutting knife? Where is my God when I need Him so, when my soul is wounded and torn apart? The One Who promised to never forsake nor leave, does He see me here with bleeding heart? Like the lonesome howling coyote, my soul does cry in vain, it seems for peaceful relief. And as the unfolding years go by, will I forever be haunted with relentless grief? Will there be answers which I will someday find? Will my feet ever be back on the ground? Unanswered questions riddle my weary mind, as I feel and see the misery all around. I was one of faith and considered strong, but now am weak and a pitiful creature. What I have become, I have pondered long; and realize my need of the One True Teacher. Once again, my howling, mournful wail cries out; “Oh, God, my Master, hear my plea. We need Your help, without one single doubt. We beg for strength to set all pain free...”
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