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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Lord, how can I be worthy? He molded me, he molded my forefather; From the dirt and clay; And today modern science Said it didn’t happen that way Come on to me all thee that are heavily laden and I’ll give you rest; Come on to me all ye that are heavily laden and I’ll give you rest, I’ll Come on to me all ye that are heavily laden and I’ll give you, I’ll give you I’ll give you rest And I’ll give you, I’ll give you; I’ll give you rest; Lord for not believing in all of your doctrine Lord forgives me; For not following your words, your true’s; Forgive me for being disobedient, forgive me please Lord how can I be worthy, worthy; When I’m just dirt, what is my worth? You molded me, molds me from the dirt and clay; Then send me on my way… And today modern science Said it didn’t happen that way Come on to me all thee that are heavily laden and I’ll give you rest; Come on to me all ye that are heavily laden and I’ll give you rest, I’ll Come on to me all ye that are heavily laden and I’ll give you, I’ll give you I’ll give you rest And I’ll give you, I’ll give you; I’ll give you rest; Lord for not believing in all of your doctrine Lord forgives me; For not following your words, your true’s; Forgive me for being disobedient, forgive me please Lord how can I be worthy, worthy; When I’m just dirt, what is my worth? You molded me, molds me from the dirt and clay; Then send me on my way… 6/24/70 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. ©1970, 2019
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