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My Rock

Who is always there
Through my pain
Though life has been so
Tough
Who is constantly comforting
My emotional soul
Quieting my heart
And telling me its okay
My Rock
He knows me
All of my faults
My deciets and lies
I have showed Him defiance
And He loves me the same
Who is this man
I would think you should know
Who comes with me
No matter how high
Or low I go
My God, My Jesus, My Rock

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I wrote this at Sr High camp. it probably sucks
Written June 14th, 2005

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  • Poetic Fury
    June 14, 2005
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    How very true this is. God is our rock. Even when every one of our friends fail to be. Like the others up there, I thought You'd leave the end ambiguous, but I'm glad you had the strength to say his name aloud. Many now-a-days don't say what needs to be said. Very well done.


  • Providence
    June 14, 2005
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    Stunning

    This definately does not suck! "No matter how high
    Or low I go" Stunning. This was truly an inspired work.


  • spamwitch
    June 14, 2005
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    That was a really nice poem. I totally thought you were going a different way till the end but the setiment and the feeling is very nice good job on this.


  • feathered-spiders
    June 14, 2005
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    I don' think it sucks, although I was waiting for you to leave the identity shrouded in ambiguity. Its always nice to have someone there, and it might be wrong to say so but I find it cute that call Him a rock because it sounds so derogatory but really its a big compliment in that you find that support in Him. Well done, I think I rambled just a little