Fay Slimm

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Fill Thou Me. - Poem by Fay Slimm

Fill my poor frame with thy strong light.
Take thou from me this my black shroud
Of cloudy gloom. Such a blighted
Spirit cannot but disallow
Place for happiness this day.

Thus, I pray thee, do thou present
Me comfort dear, without delay.

Thy strong heart can lift my pain.
This dark mood will then relent
And, perchance, shall I find peace again.

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  • (3/15/2009 1:59:00 AM)

    a total surrendering poem (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, March 15, 2009

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