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Lord, God, Please

God, please help cleanse my soul To last while I grow old I yearn deeply to feel whole To serve your kingdom is the goal Lord, please save my spirit Please cleanse my conscience to hear it Your presence, I can feel it Growing from my bosom, it heals it Lord, please heal my broken heart And aid in warding Evil off the chart Temptation creeps in when life gets hard But struggle solidifies Your guidance to hearken You raise me up During ups and when it gets rough You elevate my spirit to ascend up My hunger for Divine Wisdom is not enough In my soul, lingers an ache Stemming a pain I can't wake When will it break? I pray the Lord my troubles to take Amen.

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Date: 6/7/2023 4:39:00 PM
How much more, then, will the blood of Christ, who through the eternal Spirit offered himself unblemished to God, cleanse our consciences from acts that lead to death, so that we may serve the living God! Hebrews 9:14 NIV Love your poem of seeking the spirit to reign and dwell within: )
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Heather Occhino
Date: 6/7/2023 8:17:00 PM
Thank you. Your response inspired me to read that part of the Bible more.

Book: Reflection on the Important Things