Remind Me of Who I Am

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Lord, no matter how much I fix my gaze
This haze that fogs and blurs my vision
Constantly draws me back from my mission
No matter how much I seek your face
The devil pulls me back to the last place

You have assured me of love and joy
You have endowed me with gifts
But I am always discouraged by men
By their negative utter and demeaning scorn
They always want to make me a lowly

Sometimes I feel so down
Lost, confused and in utter despair
Sometimes I think you are never there
Fold me into your arms and cuddle me with love
And remind me of who I am

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