The Sinner's Prayer

Lord have mercy,

My oh my!

Help me make it by and by,

Through the storm,

And through the test,

Show me which way is the best.

 

 

Take me high,

Lord please take me low,

That way I'll might learn to grow.

 

 

And when its all,

Said and done,

In you I'll always be number one.

 

 

Although your blessings,

Seems oh so rare,

You always take time to listen to,

The sinner's prayer.

This poem is about: 
Our world

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