Anglican
Member
- Joined
- Nov 2, 2009
- Messages
- 358
Eternal magnet, strong to save
Please come quickly to my cave
Draw me gently from my hide
Where I love to sit and bide
Running thoughts across my mind
Some are sinful , some are kind
Battles raging in my head
Mulling over sores that bled
Soothe my injured, battered soul
Tip it in Your mixing bowl
Break it down and add Your Love
Fit my hand into Your glove
Place me back upon the road
Ease this self inflicted load
Dust me off and set my sight
Upon Your ever guiding light.
