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Hear my cry

My past haunts so that I'm hesitant of my first step,
towards this light I do see, inside is where doubt's kept
in my mind they crept, O' this awful thing
visions I see and the strain they bring
tryna reach out though clarity seems so far
mind's wandering about I hear follow the star
looking up on this, a quiet and dim night
dark sky, no moon, not one star in sight
I wonder, what does this mean, where do I look?
I sit in my chair and open the good book,
anxious to know, I turn to a verse and I read
and noticed the bright and morning star is all I need
continuing to read, I come across Proverbs 3:5-6
so keeping the faith, I shall not fall for the enemies tricks
but I'm human and we all know the flesh is weak
not tryna fail you father,O' hear me as my soul does speak
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