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I am weary, O God,
For I am just worn out;
I know that I am flawed,
And been having much doubt.
I am a dumb creature,
And do not understand;
Not as human nature,
Standing on sinking sand.
I have not learned wisdom,
Forgot the Holy One;
Nor been to His Kingdom,
For visiting His Son.
Who has gathered the wind,
In the palm of His hand;
Who paid for us who sinned,
All transgressions in this land.
Tell me what is His name,
Say the name of the Son;
So I can go proclaim,
Praise the name of the One.
Certainly you must know,
Every Word of God;
And are able to show,
How to honor and laud.
Every Word proven true,
As told in prophecy;
Could just happen to you,
For the accuracy.
He is a shield to those,
Have gone for protection;
And for the ones who chose,
God will give redemption.
Copyright © 2013 Richard Newton Sherrer
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