Does not acknowledge God
So how can I
Her ways applaud
How can I
Her wisdom seek
That leaves me frail
And daily weak
I will lift up my eyes
Unto the hills
From where comes my help
When I am ill
My help does come
From the mighty one
The Father, Spirit
And the Son
While psychiatry masks
Each persons pain
Covers it up
But does not make sane
I will flee
Away from thee
Into the Trinity's grasp
That does ever free
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