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by Porche
Rated: E · Poetry · Religious · #1002206
Feeling Low? Pray and it will be answered.
Lord,
I know you are there, I know you can here every word I speak and every sound I make. So I pray you will here me now. In this hour of need.
I feel my faith is slowly disintegrating into nothingness.
I feel my beliefs are being taken advantage of.
I feel that my spirit is being devoured by the world that surrounds me, until there is nothing left but a lonely soul wondering through darkness, no where to go, not knowing what to do, just grieving over what it once had. Crying. Tears filled with memories, Oh Lord catch my tears, turn them sweet so I may taste joy not hurt. Fill me with grace once again.
I wonder if I knocked on your door, would it open, that’s what I fear most, being locked out. I fear everything and care for nothing or no one, how can I say I love you when I don’t feel it for myself. Can you show me the way that you care.
Silence is everywhere, silence is nowhere. Your light shines through only to reveal more darkness, secrets, problems. Memories. Erase these thoughts before they start to eat at me, destroy these demons before they destroy all faith I have, fill me with your glory. Fill me with love I once had.
Fill me with you.
Lord, I know you are there, I know you can hear every word I speak and every sound I make. So I pray that you will hear me now, in this hour of need.
Save Me.

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