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I haven't written in....about 10 yrs. this was done in 1996. |
| Train of Fears The track is aged and scarred, marked with many bumps and breaks. Cars beaten and marred, with all he undertakes. -Rains fall often through the years; life a waste, it appears; riding on the train of fears- His engine trudges forward, but he is hastily flung toward- another obstacle on the track, with no time to turn back. -He chances to look up- he sees laughter and love. -Blood spilling from a cup- he finds his Saviour above. -Rains fall often through the years; loosens a sea a tears; riding on the train of fears- In His arms, on the train of fears, the trepidation disappears. Tortuous paths - worry no more - With the love of God, he will endure. |