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The rain on the window pane mirrors my tears.
Tears of self-doubt, worry and fears.
Who am I and what do they see?
Only HE really knows me.
Still working on HIS perfect plan,
I wait patiently to become a man.
Struggles I face daily but I am not alone,
I can not fail for HE is on the throne.
The enemy whispers with promises of awe,
Take a drink, tell a lie, don’t listen to HIS call.
Disguised as a friend, acquaintance or stranger,
But the Holy Spirit warns of impending danger.
I want to be faithful, I want to be true,
But I also want to be liked, want to be cool.
I will call out HIS name and know he is near,
Satan, you will be defeated - the Angels will cheer.
Awkward and unsure in a world full of wicked ways,
Let me turn from evil and lift HIM up in praise.
Steadfast and pure, I remain to HIS call,
With HIS love and grace, I can not fall.
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