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LORD MAKE ME FOLLOW YOUR STEPS
I have lost my moorings, Lord, Unworthy is my plight. Lord make me follow Your steps. I seek Your kindly light. Lord, Your footsteps up the hill Remind me till this day That I must not forget You, Though death be not away. Lord, hold me when weak I am And shaky my fingers. Show me Your Commandments when Doubt in my mind lingers. Lord I went astray and fell. Please take me in Your arms. I forgot You in my heart. I fell for worldly charms. * Written in abcb, 7-6-7-6 syllabic format * Written for the CrAzY iNsAnE MEGAcontest, "Invalid Item" M C Gupta 8 July 2007
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