An Anxious Castaway
it comes down to thisa hell hole without You
inside my mind
outiside Your will
keep my thoughts holy and upright
You don't make junk
You give and take away
since the beginning
You are the same
forever though i may not
i strive to run to You
aparent things beyond control
are in Your mighty hold
i ask please Lord
may You
You being the God of every mind
unify mine with Yours
Amen
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