Iwavva Dum

Rookie (November 21 / Romania)

My Cry - Poem by Iwavva Dum

Answer me whe I cry, Lord,
Take me to a high place when my sin brings me down!
Have mercy on me.
Have mercy on this splitted, weak and
broken clay.
For I am nothing but clay,
Gathered and molded by You – but clay!
Look at me! I am small and insignifiant,
A grain of sand in the desert,
I thirst for You,
I crave for Your heart!


Answer me when I cry, Lord!


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  • (2/15/2006 2:36:00 AM)

    You are a religious dreamer; these people have a way of impressing me, though. (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, July 7, 2005



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