Oh Lord,
I write you this poem
As I'm walking through this storm
Being tried by fire
Lord I cannot take it
Please take it
Don't know if I'm going to make it
I'm weak and on my knees
Face to the ground
Lord help me out
I cried my heart out because my eyes ran dry
Tried by life
You are the Potter and I the clay
Lord have your way
For days I walk alone and in pain
Tried by fire
Making me to His desire
Going through these trials
As He passes me through the fire
I am being bent
Pressed and stressed
I am broken with no rest
In the middle of these
tears, trials and though the fire
I will smile in the storm
Lord I am all alone
But I know that you are in control
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