Tuesday, December 28, 2004

Ayúdeme. M'aide. Aiuta. Helfen Sie mir.

Lord Jesus, I cannot live like this. I cannot live at all.
My Savior, hear this requiem, and do not let me fall.
The air I take has run so thin, I falter with each breath
It's times like these I wish for life, yet stumble toward my death.

Sweet, sweet grace
sweet, sweet sorrow
sweet, sweet face
of a long forgotten hope

3 Comments:

At December 29, 2004 1:56 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hey Erin it's Claire and I just wanted to say cool blog :)

 
At December 29, 2004 2:41 PM, Blogger Erin said...

Hey Claire, thanks muchly!

 
At December 31, 2004 5:27 PM, Blogger Eddy Lee said...

This is an interesting prayer. I kind of like it.

 

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