This worry will kill me my Lord.
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I must be rid of it.
This worry is endless.
Today was the worst.
One tragedy after another and
one let down after another.
Why do I suffer so my Lord?
Why me, why me?
Is all this earthly suffering too
humble myself before you my Lord?
For I am duly humbled so much so
that I am at my knee, asking for your strength to
give me hope of a better tomorrow.
Tears flow from me so much so that I
shall collapse. My heart is broken.
You will heal me my Lord?
I shall pray and no longer worry but release all
my strife and be free & happy.
Cynthia R. Yildirim
*~Love is the hidden element~*
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