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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Crying Mercy Hurled down the depth of a desolate ditch By folks envious of my blazer to cloak, To the lowest tide of despair, I`ve reached And pace of my breath points to a heart stroke. With sad clouds of stress stretching to the neck Hardly I can eye sunshine in the sky And the boat of my life seems to be wrecked With the weight of rolling waves of deep sighs. No more can I stroll for long on a beach, Tread along the flank of a sloping hill, Swim in the azure sea like a grey fish Or taste the sweet joy of tilling the field. O Good Lord, I pray for your compassion To melt any guilt of mine from past lives, And beseech your lenience for infraction To any of your rules during my strife. O Mighty Lord, I yearn for your mercy To gaze at the shine of your divine light, For your lenience I am ever thirsty, I pray that you shore up my astral flight. O Supreme Lord, I cry for your mercy To bestow on me strength to quit this ditch, Of your fatherly grace, make me worthy That I may attain the shrine of your feet. O Graceful Lord, I scream for your mercy From the very depth of my pining heart, All that I cherish is a humble lee In your realm that I may serve you apart. O Lord, I pray I`m released from this drain, InflictIng upon me bodily pain, That the celestial sky I may attain Your humble servant ever to remain.
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