Your Voice

Like "Untitled 1", this was also written at Chula Vista Resort, WI Dells during WI Dells Quake 3 while by the WI River. I skiped out on Celebration 3 (though I could still hear the music...LOL), and went by the River to have some time with God

How do I tell Your voice from mine
Two distinct voices, why can’t I tell
When asked, I always say I fell fine
When I am in the grips of a personal hell

In My Own Prison is where I live
The light can only sometimes get in
I have so much I feel I can give
I’m running the race, but I know I won’t win

You know all my troubles Lord
But what I feel I truly need
Is someone to talk to who knows Your word
And is a true friend indeed

Help me to know if it is Your plan
that he and I could be
A couple partnered by your command
Friends through eternity.

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