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You remember me, O Lord,
You know me and visit me;
For I have loved and adored,
Showing me the way to be.
Avenge my persecutors,
Refrain not take me away;
Those who have been polluters,
Of the mind to make one stray.
I found Your words and ate them,
Your Word became a delight;
Guiding me through the mayhem,
That occurs throughout the night.
For I am called by Your name,
O Lord as the God of Host;
And continue to proclaim,
Yearning for the Holy Ghost.
I did not sit with mockers,
Nor did I rejoice in them;
They are con men and stalkers,
That I wish you would condemn.
I sat alone for Your hand,
Filled me with indignation;
My heart and mind does demand,
You to give liquidation.
Why is my pain unceasing?
My wound is incurable;
Infection is increasing,
Which is unacceptable.
Will You be as a liar?
A deceitful brook to fail;
Quenches not of their fire,
With the movement of a snail.
But I know You will restore,
While I stand before You;
If I say what I adore,
For being honest and true.
They will return unto me,
But I return not to them;
For you give insight to see,
The reason I should condemn.
You will carry me away,
From the hand of the wicked;
Rendering me not to stray,
No longer be afflicted.
Copyright © 2020 Richard Newton Sherrer
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Vengeance Prayer
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