My heart cries to thee oh Lord
Strokes my pen into labor
Resolving to voice my complaint
Words escape my soul
Embracing each other
As tangled lovers
Holding tightly together
Displaying larger commonality
Hopeful peacefulness,disrupted
My tears,orphaned strangers
Are not many thus and so
Dare I not raise an accusation
Not toward the God of all heaven
What is my complaint to thee
Why is my hand set to write
That Lord God of heaven
You would rescue me from illusion
And within me with deliberate action
Reside in with deepness of intent
Your ordinary means of Grace
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