Me...
Dowt it goes about,
It clings in ur mind never giving u time to dowt the dowt.
Worry, it's always in a hurry,
Mixed with dowt: lethal cocktail is dowt and worry.
"Jesus am I ures?"
This is my dowt and worry,
But faith o faith u keep me safe.
When I rely on u I can see, but what do i see.
An unknown kingdom, a place of rest,
"Who am I to put Jesus to the test?"
His pain, his suffering; for my selfish desires.
This unknown kingdom that u spoke off in ur word,
A place of love, a place off no tears: a place without fears,
Safe from evil and all sin.
"This kingdom, it's Jesus who's king!"
I seek him, I seek him; but does my dowt and worry
Keep me from meeting him.
Or have I already, and ive just been about and in a hurry; with my dowt and worry.
"He has the keys, but am I on my knees?"
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