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by Jamie Aug 12, 2004 category : Life, society / faith, religion
Dear Lord above, It's time we have this talk, I look to you with love, Looking forward to this walk. It's time I put you before me, It's time I face you now, From this pain I must be freed, So this time to you I bow, On bended knee I pray, To my friend who never leaves, I wish I did not stray, I wish I was not deceived, But I was oh Lord, I got caught in this storm, But since the rain has poured, I ready to get warm. So dry up all the rain, Wash me of this guilt, Help me to gain, From this messy life I built. I'm sick of all the lies, Sick of feeling lost, I'm sick of all the cries, Sick of what it's cost. So forgive for who I have been, A new start is what i require, Forgive me of my sin, And I'll try to be who you desire.