lost and then found

In retrospect
My head hurts like a train wreck
And my feet are sore from the load
My heart has found nothing but this heavy!heavy! load
And i wonder did she come from this hell that i made
Where even the Jordan river has dried up from her bloody rage 
And i scream please let her go
but the evil one has such a hold
that she will never give in to God
And the earth will bow down to the desception from his facaude
And will Jesus take away her pain
Or can the travisty of the evil hold to tight and make me cry
The west wind blows through her hair
And i'm forced to stare and fall on bended knees and die
Will the wonder of Jesus majesty prevail
And will my prayers be answered in the day i wake and wonder
Will the dreams of her soul be forever or will eternity take her to the hole
Please release her to the facts
And may her days be for your majesty
Take away this house of clay
And give the body of the freedom in your fold
Grasp the hand and keep her strong
For i'm just a man and have no control
Please save her soul
You have control


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