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Rest
My mind is in a turmoil It won't come to rest. Why is it I can't seem to Give God my problems and just go to bed. It is times like this I just stop and pray And then I realize it's the only way. I hit my knees and talk to God. Oh thank you Jesus that you are there Thank you Jesus you really care. Okay, I'm talking to Jesus I'm feeling him near I am talking to Jesus and he really Does care. Now I am calm and my mind is at rest. I have given my problems to God and Am going to bed. KC 8/29/06
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