Oh Lord, Come!  Help!
Oh Lord, Come! Help!  A lot of us pray
because of the mountains we face.
Little by little some of our mountains
turn into hills and finally just a vacant place.

It takes a lot of devotion and prayer
to speak to God that long about one thing.
But the Lord has told us to come to Him
and our burdens to Him bring.

We can turn them over to God and get going full song that's a big blessing from Him.
But as I wrote it takes a lot prayer and devotion each day again and again.

Oh Lord, Come! Help! Is what I start my day off with You all of the time.
I have depression that gets me down
a chemical imbalance in my mind.

If I weren't that way, I doubt that I'd
be writing poems to share with you.
Dear friends, that's how I am. I thank
  the Lord for the writing He lets me do.
                                          
written 4/23/2006
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