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A Stumbling Man
Louis Rogers
I started out right
But as I went down the road of life
And my home got out of sight
I knew I ought to have a plan
But right there and then
I began to show the makings
Of a stumbling man
It wasn’t that I didn’t know
Some differences from right and wrong
But my mind was full of contradictions
I would see the light
But then it would flicker
From being bright
Sputtering and fluttering out of sight
As life moves on
Many things I remember
Many things that make me wonder
But now they come out of the past
Like claps of thunder
On and on life trickles away
Like the hourglass sand
And still, here I stand
Just a stumbling man
Watch me Lord
I need your help
For my feet are tangled
And it is so late in time
With my life still mangled
Dear Lord, hold up the light
I want to come home
But, my home is out of sight
Please Lord, take me by the hand
I am still without a plan…
Please take me as I am
Just a stumbling man.
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