Weary
Weary thoughts wrap my soul once again.
I lie all alone.
Out in the world you are far from your bed tonight.
My safe keeping left in mine own hand as fear dances around in my tired head.
Sleep evades me.
Oh, Lord, please help me,
my burden has become too much to bear. I am overwhelmed by misery.
One obsticle gone 3 in it's place.
Please, Lord, Take this burden from my weary mind.
Amen
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