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Thursday, June 30, 2011

The Name

Theres a name that I know
A precious name
You hear it and the away the fears flow
When you heed it, you will never be the same
How I love that precious name.

When I'm sad, and have no place to go
I cry myself to sleep, but safe in his arms I know
I may feel alone
I may feel sad
But I realize all those feelings are from the devil and are just to make me sad
The more I think about it
The more I pray
Because I know he loves me
And I love him more each day

I am not perfect
I am not clean
I am a sinner
Dirty
Tainted
But on him I lean

He saves me
He loves me
He knows me
He cares for me

I know there is power in his name
When I think of it
I know I will never be the same

I say these things and I try to mean them
I think I mean them
I know their true

Why is it so hard?
Why is it so hard to believe the truth

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