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In the midst of my darkest hour
you see my tear-stained face
This broken form that no longer
feels power with no apparent place
But even when this world has turned her back on me
When it's cold where it once had burned
When my thoughts are frightening
You will never leave me
When I fail at living and loving when I fail You Lord
I want things that I know very well I cannot afford
When I feel like I have no purpose except to live and die
Or all they tell me is that I'm worthless why even try
I cannot be sure of my love for You
But in the midst of my doubt... you are true
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