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Zayin

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Remember my afflictions,
As well as my wanderings;
That comes from my addictions,
Are causing such sufferings.

The gall of my misery,
As my soul still remembers;
Still remains a mystery,
About the burning embers.

Burning embers within me,
Bowed down in being humbled;
Opens up my eyes to see,
No longer have I stumbled.

This I recall in my mind,
And therefore I will have hope;
Be spiritually aligned,
So I am able to cope.

The steadfast love of the Lord,
Never ceases with His mercy;
His mercies that will afford,
Is more immense than the sea.

His mercies never to end,
His compassion will fail not;
Always ready to defend,
To assist when you have sought.

They are new every morning,
Being great in faithfulness;
Alerting with a warning,
We respond with gratefulness.

For the Lord is my portion,
Therefore I will hope in Him;
Never given distortion,
He never makes me feel grim.

God is good for those who wait,
To the soul who will seek Him;
Because He will seal my fate,
Giving me spiritual vim.

Be sure to wait quietly,
For salvation from the Lord;
With living intimately,
And being in one accord.

Copyright © 2021 Richard Newton Sherrer

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