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Hope

I am not a victim I am not lost I am just hurting sailing through a storm. I am weak not dead I am angry not forgetful I am bitter not regretful No matter what I go through I am not alone Jesus loves me and calls me his own. Battered and torn Discouraged and broken Tested and tried my saviour is alive. Confused and despair Fearful and tearful Divided and tormented Jesus is able. Betrayed and defeated Restless and mocked Jesus embraces and takes me home.

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