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Hear My Tears by Kathleen Higham I am wallowing again Swallowed up in this sin You have Your hand on me The evil one cannot win. Having lost all understanding Of why I always fail Every day remains the same Following this murky trail. My sin begins insidiously Just a glimmer of a thought Before I get control of it Snared, again I'm caught. Then I feel a gentle tug That pulls me straight to You My prayers become a life-line God helps me see this through. There can be no hope for me Until I surrender all Your hand holds me tight Lifts me when I fall. Lord I come to You once more My weary soul will seek Even when my sin remains In a heart pitifully weak. Your love conquers always As You brush my sin aside Especially when I wallow You hear the tears I've cried. Soothing and so comforting The hand that wipes the tear Amazing what You've done for me I have nothing left to fear. |
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Please contact Kathleen Higham at "kathleenhigham@yahoo.com" to request permission to use this poem.