I cried out to God and said,
"I'm against a wall"

I cried out again,
"Do you not hear my call?"

I was about to give up,
I thought that was all,

Then I heard a voice,
that was so very small.

"That is My Hand,
It isn't a Wall,

I've placed it there,
To prevent your fall."

Featured Writer, E., J. Gray
 

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