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When life’s a mess

O Lord I come to You
With my heart’s doors open wide,
That You may come in
And sort things out inside.

I hide from most people
My pain and distress,
As life behind these doors
Is often such a mess.

I want You to come
And heal my pain inside,
For I can’t make things right
No matter how I’ve tried.


A Wightman
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