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Break Me Always

Break Me Always O God, I hear the word though barely above the winds the storms of a thousand worlds fill my soul deep inside it’s growing so cold though in pain, I am becoming numb the driven rain hitting my flesh like icy little knives ripping apart this flesh of mine pain so much more than I can bear O God deliver me from this now before I die these things I participated in were not supposed to be so bad God just ask anyone and they’ll say it is so again you speak in power a word I am all but deaf in this storm why oh why won’t you reach out and save me this word you speak above the din my heart is trying to understand can you, will you, do this now if I bend slowly before you I fall to my knees my flesh frozen, my heart as stone an excruciating light and then fade to black… while asleep I began to hear something more than my beating heart a heavenly music so sublime I have peace I awake to find this peace and rest from the raging storms I created because the power of my flesh and will had to break like the waves on the shore it is for my will so strong, from desires that distract, O Lord, break me always.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 11/26/2009 12:39:00 PM
excellent indeed...Charma
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Date: 11/21/2009 12:38:00 AM
Wow, Steve. I'm glad I decided to read another of your poems. Your testimony of God is well written, strong and true. When God wins, everybody involved wins. I enjoyed reading your soul this morning. God be with you. Lovingly, Dane Ann
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