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"CRIES OF A WEAKENING SPIRIT"
This body has weakened, my spirits are down,
In my heart I find no relief, this pain has got me bound.
For that which I fear, has come upon me,
This adversary of my flesh, has gained reality.
I see my life before me, just slipping away,
Each day a little weaker, with each passing day.
Life has no maturity, twill soon be gone,
Passing on before me, I'll soon be going home.
My mind can only ponder, what lies ahead for me,
Yet, I know this adversary won't let me be.
Continuing to drain me, of the life I have left,
Fear has taken over, dominating my soul's rest.
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Soothe my soul, oh the master of the winds,
Help me to overcome, this state this body is in.
Keep me ever graciors, being humble in my heart,
Take away my fears, when this life I must part.
As the fear overtakes me, leaving me in despair,
This life, so much I cherish, will no longer be there.
For the warring in my flesh, eats little at a time,
Will soon steal all the beauty, of my life to remain.
As my quickening spirit hurdles, ending this life so sweet,
Prevails all the beauty, my soul in retreat.
Give me consolation, to accept what I can't change,
Let me leave the beauty, of my life to remain.
Written by: Carolyn Pritchard
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