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When In Doubt

I walk into the Chapel When I'm feeling low Then I clasp my hands in Prayer And this is how it goes: I'm troubled Father And I don't know what to do "Could you lend a hand? And I hope you clearly do. Could you clear my mind? And make it problem free? And where I've been blinded Make it so I see. Then I sit in silence And I think only of Him I then ask His Spirit To come upon me and descend. Then I tell the Lord I'm sorry I had Doubt And I know the Lord replied, "Glad I could help you out!" Brenda Elizabeth Rose

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Date: 9/7/2015 8:19:00 PM
A sweet and honest prayer! I enjoyed reading your poem, Brenda! Love, Kim
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