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My Final Plea

Out of all the billions pleading Lord Who am I to even consider my prayer worthy to reach your throne I am sure there are many more deserving an answer Out of all those you call your own But here I am broken on bended knee My hope within has imploded with no where else to turn In years of tears I cry out to the empty skys beyond And pour out all my deepest concerns I cling to my last strand of sanity You are the only savior ive ever counted on to save my tattered soul Im so sorry for the times ive let you down And you continued to heal my heart and make me whole So I cast my plea with the billion prayers Putting my last hope in trusting my prayer you'll hear Please revive my wounded spirit within And help me to forever draw near.

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Book: Shattered Sighs