The pain of a Pilgrim

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The deciever keeps on stealing

My desire to be completly yielding
Though my heart is willing

Lucifer by deciet and lying
Leads me to unreal day dreaming

Constantly a web is he weaving
The fire to obey is he extinguishing

through my weaknesses and failings
Like a kid who is often playing

Iam still under childish craving
Little pleasures keep on satisfying

But deep within, my heart is aching
Lord my soul like a new born is crying

Holy Spirit satisfy my inner craving
Discipline me , and always keep me abiding

Lord let thine heart near me, be binding
Lord attend to this pilgrim,Whose heart is paining.

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by: Phil Pochurek
from: Eugene, OR, US

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