Silent
Be silent, Oh my heart and see
this feeling of descent
somehow, Oh God while kindness flee
my spirit pays the rent!
That fool's calm goading of esprit
so viscously soft sent
does empty slowly by degree
the grace to so repent!
It's then, I pray for Thy consent
as not defensively ~
to love me still, while others bill
their nonsense of resent!
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