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Are we all alone?


Mark 4:34 

34 But without a parable, He did not speak to them. And when they were alone, He explained all things to His disciples.

 

Oh, Lord! Are we alone … why don’t I seem to listen?

Why should I despair … while You always wait for me?

Oh, Lord! I’m dry to the bone … can’t even see the blessing

that is always there … to deliver and set me free.

 

I can’t even take time out … too busy now to worry.

I will slow down … when I run out of gas.

What is this all about … always in a hurry

in search of a crown … this world to impress?

 

Jan Wienen

 

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