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Oh
Lord, I confess that I seek safety more than I seek you.
I
seek to hide.
Unseen,
I can not be laughed at.
Unheard,
I can not be mocked.
Untouchable,
I can not be struck.
My
wall is nothing to you - you can touch, see, and know me.
My
wall is everything to me.
Give
me faith to stand outside my wall - vulnerable, weak, threatened
- knowing that you are my comfort and my defense, not my wall.
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