Poetry

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You know, O Lord, the intent of my heart
Help me, I pray, to do my part
If only you would speak the word this day
All my trials and troubles would go away

Lord, I've been bogged down so long
In this miry clay, I do not belong
My feet are firmly stuck in this bog
Sometimes I feel like I'm in a fog

Your clear direction and guidance I need
Deliver me from this bog I plead
Your word, O Lord, has tried me sorely
I am down and out and feeling poorly

Strengthen my inner man, I do pray
Send help from on high this very day
I'm bogged down in this miry clay
Trying to get out and find the way

At the right hand of the Father you sit
Speak to him about my boggy pit
Lift me up and set me on solid ground
In this boggy pit, I'll no longer be bound

Copyright 2005, Irvin L. Rozier

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