I wasn't strong, the cross country the rummage
had me grunchy for too longI couldn't overcome it alonekept searching for my position in despaircomposition was the answer to my prayerministry through verbschemistry through wordshis power divinethe hour in the shrinekeeping me in alignmentno crowdsI remain in confinement I'm breaking links one by oneescaping bondage through his sonno longer on the runI came to a breech, to Christ for coverthan outreach through speech was what I discoveredthrough timea prodigal past, a methodical fast todayI just kneel and praylet my literature minister on displayI'm breaking these chainsno more living in disarray
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