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By Jeanne E Webster
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Help me! I can’t get up!
I can hardly reach my cup;
I’m much too weak to sup
Or belch a good hiccup.
I once was strong and hale;
Now I’m flabby and frail.
I walked the satanic trail;
Unfit now, I sure do ail.
You see, been off my feed,
Partook of that bad seed,
Ate many tares and weeds,
And choked on worldly creeds.
I walked down a wrong track
And tripped over a crack.
I surely caught some flack;
My spirit’s blue and black
You see…
The carnal body got fed.
Lots of loose paths led
To sins of absolute dread.
Now the spirit’s almost dead:
It’s an insipid gray blue,
Too weak to even chew;
It needs to sip good brew.
How about some holy stew?
As I dine upon the Word
The Good News has stirred.
My spirit again has heard
And gives wing like a bird.
Come--I will give you rest
...Let me enter as your guest.
...Lay your burdens on my breast
...And may your hearts be blessed.
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