Lost, alone, sad, and forsaken
Walking through this life all alone
Traveling the road less taken
Coming from me a soft, low moan
My spirit began to waken
The need in my heart clearly shown
My faith is ever unshaken
I know He sits upon His throne.

Never alone when in a crowd
He is with me all the time now
I wish to sing His praise aloud
To follow Him, my sacred vow.

Author: JB

Wife, mother, novice writer, and friend to a select few. Graduated from FHHS, Mizzou, and Lincoln Tech. I hope people enjoy my writings. Currently living in Texas and awaiting the day I can return to Missouri.

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