This long and winding road

Sleep eludes me.

A tempest rages within and even the words are fragments tonight.

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Words from the broken mirror

Goodness meets resistance.

The devil knows where to hit you.

He's very good at what he does.

I love my Jesus

I failed him too much to fail again.

I'll keep singing in the storm.

I'll not be a Sunny sunday christain.

There is a plan, I have to believe it.

a mustard seed of faith, is all I'm asked for.

I'm furious at my weakness.

But I'll not let the enemy win.

Tomorrow I'm going to ring the man from that shop and ask him to come to church.

and then I'm going to ring Roy and mention the church.

He that is within me is greater than he who is in the world.

You picked on the wrong lame christian buddy.