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My window of broken sweats
Outshined
Beyond light
Feed my faith, oh sweet saint
My lips are broken –
Dry from calling your name
That you may arise and change this game
Speak to me, oh sweet saint!
Flaunt my future again:
Thy promises I doubt, my strength I can’t regain.
Is tomorrow truly my own?
Behind every darkened error, oh sweet saint
My name has a spot
The angels gave me direction
But my strength has faded away
At a distance
I will stand
When your arms are outstretched
Then I will come
Written by: Matthew Gokum
Edited by: Kukogho Iruesiri Samson
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