OH Lord, I cry out to you.
I am quiet, but I shout your Name.
I give all my praises to you.
Humble me, OH Lord.
I admit to my Savior, and yet I am not smart,
Though I continue to grow in my heart and in my mind.
No one is best than you, OH God.
You prepare me for life; For marriage, for church, for my home, and as an uncle.
Keep me Lord. Keep me Jesus.
Keep me in your arms.
- Authors: Dion P. Crown (Pseudonym)
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- Finished: October 2nd, 2017 23:30
- Limit: 6 stanzas
- Invited: Friends (users on his/her list of friends can participate)
- Category: Reflection
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