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Falling in Circles
Victor Longstreth

Falling in circles breast full of despair,
head hung in silence my lot and my share.

For when I sung I sang not to thy,
living for pleasure, yes pleasure for me.

Now I sit with no laughter in sight,
gladness and joy neither seem to unite.

For darkness has covered my day and my night,
vanity has stolen my right to delight.

For age is falling like rain from above,
as the curse of death smiles with a kick and a shove.

All that I love shall be stripped away,
from this certain fate there is no hideaway.

Calling and crying we plead for a cure,
yet disease is rampant of that we are sure.

Who can save from this body of death,
for sin to me is likened unto breath.

Confess I must and loudly proclaim,
the Lord and Savior for His glory shall remain.

Is it true that He is the way?
Yes! I believe this to my carnal dismay.

Yet hear me I beg, forgive me I plead,
as I stand before you naked in thought and deed.

For you are my Savior and delivered I am,
teach me your statutes and I will stand.

Truth upon truth sealed with a nail.
talk I now must, your glories prevail.