A Humble Prayer

Clumsy me, I stumbled again
May God forgive me for this sin
I plague my own soul and lock the door on myself
I pray I grow meeker and place my pride on a shelf
And give me the strength for yet another day
Wash all my worthlessness away
With tear filled eyes and a mouth of pias words
May this lowly man's prayer be heard

~ Nathaniel Aaron Bryant ~

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