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Depression a true story

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Depression a true story

while contemplating my sickness thought of taking matters into my own hands                  in a jealous drunken stupor I ran raised the sawed-off four-ten double barrel smacking my self in the head but before the moment of impact I saw a great light                                   in anger threw the gun as far as I could into the weeds of a potter's field                             for I was running between the main graveyard                                                                  the hours afterward are kind of black from drugs and drink                                               the next morning I think I called my uncle to take the rattle snake                                      I am not my own by the grace of the Lord Jesus I can tell                                               you this tell because of my sins running bound for hell                                                       but God said let it turn and I did but you see it took Him                                                   to turn me around with revelation from the great physician                                                like a tongue depressor your not depressed but being oppressed                                        by my own sins and a relentless enemy unseen                                                                I don't even like to or want to remember his name satan                                           notice that name is not capitalized nor will I                                                                      but whom the Son sets free is free indeed                                                                      in that day you will know the Truth today if you will hear                                              now with freely given love joy and righteousness                                                              I wait for the day of no more remembrance of the enemies name

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