Since I was a child I've been told that singing to God is twice a prayer. Chris Eaton's version of a popular wartime prayer as become my own, as I hear the trumpets make his voice rise to the heavens above. This is how I ask for self awareness today:
O, lord how
many are my foes?
Can you
smack them with your mighty blows,
And knock
the lights out of all of those who dwell in me?
And where’s
the one that I love best?
Why have you
put me through this test?
Am I Cursed
or am I blessed? In this my strike!
O, lord how
many are my foes?
Can you
count them on your mighty toes,
Or am I the
only one of those that’s a threat to me?
For one
like me, as troubles double fold
So the
story goes, my mother told
Make me
strong and make me further bold
To deal
with life
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