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I go through this leg

So broke I must beg

You watch all my pain

Yet stay in from the rain

Until you’re directly influenced

And realize you have no endurance

My heart is too open

To leave you there coping

To see their small faces

As you fall in these races

Ignites me to dip

Though you’d let me slip

If our roles were reversed

And to me that’s perverse

Since we all quote the name

Of our Savior who’s the same

Lord who holds us all by the hand

And guides these gifts from ma’am to ma’am