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At a loose end.

Although I feel like moving on and out,
I think I'm heading further off and in.
Recalling wonders god has done for me,
I find a way to get out of this bin.

Is hell a place to break off from in life,
a place that some might stay with in the strive,
-ing times? Enliven me O god!,
as trying times become a dive.

And, too I will recall the way that you,
have entertained me even when I have,
a hopeless attitude of giving up.
I'm interested in your way O god.

Your wondrous plan is hazy in these eyes,
I wonder, could I be so blind, or not?,
Is your own love the hiding place, I wish,
to dwell inside your house O loving god.

Your secrets are too wonderful for me,
I cannot understand well, everything.
Your goodness is too good for me, I trust,
that you O god, are thinking of me too.

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