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There were nights when I had to roam
Running from thoughts, fervent, alone
Unsure why I would leave my home
Friends would pray for my forlorn soul
Moments spent watching a pale moon
Often my heart would ache and groan
To joy it seemed I was immune
Friends would pray for my forlorn soul
There were precious wonders I missed
Silence lost on hopes I’d bemoan
Dread filled me up with doubts I kissed
Friends would pray for my forlorn soul
Shadows filled with darkest dangers
Vicious aches for which I’d atone
My journey bizarre as strangers
Friends would pray for my forlorn soul
Prayers were answered, praise let voice
Angels gathered around God’s throne
Worshipping Him as we rejoice
Friends would pray for my forlorn soul
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September 11, 2021
Copyright © Regina Mcintosh | Year Posted 2021
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