My spirit is rent,
Tattered beyond repair;
Yet still I hope for healing,
And look forward to the day when there is no more pain or suffering.
O Lord, release us from such anguish,
Destroy all such plagues among us,
Vanquish any remnant of Sin and it's curses;
Take us to where you are that we may be free.
(2016.12.16)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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