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  • Writer's pictureIzzy Hug


I cry for something

Someone to hear

The pain of night

Death is near

For what blood is drawn

Your sons’ replace

I’ve heard so much

What is grace?

The joy you feel

Where is it from

Sorrowful heart

When will it come

Guilty of unfaithfulness

I am ashamed

How to hold on

To a God I blamed

by Izzy Hug

Hague Gospel Church, SK


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