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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required The hardships of my life Are like a clump of maggots digging through my skin They are deep within... How do I inspect them? Where do I begin When I am in profound distress and sin? I’m infected…but yet You healed me from all illnesses I’m defected…but yet You cleanse me from any blemishes or messes I’m dejected…but You certainly lift up my spirits But I’m far from being resurrected…I’m ruefully neglected Jaded by the nightmares…striking me with discord Like a released sheep roaming in the plains of fate How do I encounter with my shepherd? Are we ever going to integrate? When I’m a lost, stray animal…trampled down by a frown, Worn-out by my regret and knowing my demise is my royal crown I’m infected…but yet You healed me from all diseases I’m defected…but yet You purified me from any filth or squalidness I’m dejected…but You certainly lift up my spirits I’m infected…but yet You healed me from all wretches I’m defected…but yet You cleanse me from any blemishes or messes I’m dejected…but You certainly pumped up my heart But, Lord I’m far from being resurrected…I’m contritely mistreated I’m infected…but yet You dealt with all of my despair I’m defected…but yet You cured me with blessings you address I’m dejected…but You definitely rely on my faith that I kindly share But I’m aching recklessly…but I’m still in progress! The tribulations of my life Are like a cluster of wasps, stinging me with vigor in my shin They puncture me deep within… How do I infect their nests? Where do I begin When I am in profound melancholy and cave in Tell me, Almighty Lord, why do the demons ensnare me with their curses? They won’t break the tension…in these godforsaken verses!
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