Reach Out

For years I've studied my Bible

I seldom missed a Sunday in church

Yet every time I thought I'd changed

I found something else to research.



Then again I read - "Not one is rightous"

And I come to you in guilty pain

Why, Lord, when I try so hard?

How much longer can I stand the strain?



As I sit here in deep thoughtfullness

I hear your still, small voice

"Do you love your neighbor as yourself"

Or turn away? You make the choice.



Keep looking for the truth

Reach out a helping hand to the depressed

Life will become more plesant

And you will be wonderfully blessed.

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