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(Wems Henry Temmy Psalm 80)

I have avoid many a problem 
My own way painting lines of poem
None solved or boost my morale 
I just ended up being a chorale 
But You; oh Lord, when You are here
My low self esteem saddened  and disappear

Arrogance has filled the emptiness
Pride has always cause clumsiness 
Self worth has never been of value
Challenges are to me impromptu
But You; oh Jehovah, when You show 
My focus beats its best reality to grow 
  
Many certainly don't want to fall
Some honorary adhere to its call
Attitudinal ego may not be  of pride 
If it turns out to fix right every tide
But You; oh God, when You give a hand
My doubts couldn't convincingly stand

Few wish but couldn't stand right
Others whose strength bear the fight 
Can't conquer the least in their efforts
For on it they solely depend in comforts
But You; oh Alpha and Omega, when You hint
My mind; its influences, cautions imprint 
 
Unseen is for compliment so nasty 
Seen is weak more like a rhinoplasty
Everyone is just different in grace
To sail through huddles of time cum race
But You; oh Trinity, when You shed radiance 
My heart retreats all pleasing deviance 

The debt is settled on the cross 
In the grave, the battle is won -- bye loss
Getting the home prepared for every guest
Training work and faith to the time  of rest
Yes You; oh Jesus, when You shall tell
My ears the earthly story, let me be off hell.

Amen!

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