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Have This Doubt
Why do I have this doubt,
What is it all about.
Will I wait to late,
In myself to have faith.
In myself to trust now,
Knowing I will get through this somehow.
Knowing that each thought at me will jerk,
making me think through this, I won't be able to work
But into that sea,
of doubt I see.
I mustn't sink,
At myself I must just wink.
I must always show,
How to swim, I know.
That as a swimmer, I am strong,
That I know, I won't be alone.
For on this crazy ride,
God will be by my side.
He will be holding my hand,
Until I make it to dry land.
What is it all about.
Will I wait to late,
In myself to have faith.
In myself to trust now,
Knowing I will get through this somehow.
Knowing that each thought at me will jerk,
making me think through this, I won't be able to work
But into that sea,
of doubt I see.
I mustn't sink,
At myself I must just wink.
I must always show,
How to swim, I know.
That as a swimmer, I am strong,
That I know, I won't be alone.
For on this crazy ride,
God will be by my side.
He will be holding my hand,
Until I make it to dry land.
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Have This Doubt
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