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May the Lord God of our fathers,
Watch over all our brothers;
And does not matter where they are,
If they are close or very far.
At this time I say unto you,
That the Lord will keep them in view;
And they continue to obey,
Not to detour and go astray.
The Lord our God made war cease,
And your population increase;
As numerous stars in the sky,
Just like the twinkling of an eye.
I no longer write on my own,
Impossible to bear alone;
I need God for a helping hand,
And let Him for taking command.
My eyes has started to go blind,
I am losing track in my mind;
My legs and fingers start to swell,
The place where I lazily dwell.
It is harder to keep awake,
But I do not want to forsake;
What I promised unto the Lord,
I cannot let it be ignored.
I do not want to let Him down,
To disappoint and wear a frown;
I want to do as long as I can,
And remaining within His plan.
How can I care for these troubles,
That is causing gripes and grumbles;
For my burdens within this life,
God can assist with all the strife.
Copyright © 2013 Richard Newton Sherrer
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