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MY GOD GIVESHe gives me another night To go to work and do what's right Follow the gifts given to me Think of you sleeping peacefully He gives me no more Than I can take A way to soar When this backache Was going to leave me Down and out Or death will grieve me As I pout He gives enough I may go on Although tough I sing a song That my God gives He comes through me And I do live To set him free. 9/23/2007 1900 cj Vote for this poem
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