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Bitter Complaints

O Lord, I know You understand,
That I will obey Your command;
And You never hear me complain,
For temptations I will restrain.

But I ask You take care of me,
For I know You are able to see;
To avenge those who persecute,
Exert Your wrath upon their root.

You know I am patient kind,
Humbled having a peaceful mind,
So please do not take me away,
Somewhere I would be prone to stray.

You should know that I have been,
Insulted, thought of as a trash bin;
All because I always proclaim,
The Word and the works in Your name.

Your words were found, and I ate them,
But the gagged and could just condemn;
To me Your words are a delight,
Because my heart wants to do right.

I avoided those making fun,
When the ridicule has begun,
To knock Christian it is ok,
For it is popular to say.

My pain is affecting my zeal,
And the wound refuses to heal;
Please help me Lord to find the cure,
For keeping me righteous and pure.

Copyright   2012 Richard Newton Sherrer

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