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A Cry For Mercy
The trials and tribulations I Face today, are
nothing Compared to what Job of the Olden
days adhered to.
Yet the pain I feel is no more less than what
he felt.
Though my faith be shaken,
Lost
Never will it be.
Just like Betemeuis,
Lord I ask for one thing
I ask of your mercy
Mercy over my Poor soul.
As I am a good person who's Only trapped
in a troubled Soul.Troubled by Predicaments
that the Opposition brings about,as he only
come to kill and Destroy.
I'm reaching out to You,can You hear my
call?
I cry to you O Lord,as I put All my trust in
You,for Your Word says we are more than
Conquerers through Christ.
With You on my side,this too, Shall pass.
nothing Compared to what Job of the Olden
days adhered to.
Yet the pain I feel is no more less than what
he felt.
Though my faith be shaken,
Lost
Never will it be.
Just like Betemeuis,
Lord I ask for one thing
I ask of your mercy
Mercy over my Poor soul.
As I am a good person who's Only trapped
in a troubled Soul.Troubled by Predicaments
that the Opposition brings about,as he only
come to kill and Destroy.
I'm reaching out to You,can You hear my
call?
I cry to you O Lord,as I put All my trust in
You,for Your Word says we are more than
Conquerers through Christ.
With You on my side,this too, Shall pass.
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