Lord Jesus, please help me to lift that heavily weighted curtainious
veil, from thine eyes, and of heart...
Let it wHOLY and soley-soon depart.
Let all evil betray itself from thine own pure at heart...
Leave, do please leave, commit to a well welcomed plan of depart.
Let all Satanic thoughts paraylize themselves...
Before they may reveal themselves before thy, holy
Alter-ing brain.
B'fore the 'morrow, it will show all pain...
Lord, be there no way to ever know or gage your unmeasurable power.
I always pray that you'll forever be my supremal ruling power....
Always with me, in my most needful hour.
Amen....To God in the highest.
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