I Snap and Snarl

i snap and snarl

when thoughts dark and vial 

are found inside my head 

so with my jaws 

and help from the Lord 

i shake them out of my head 

when the thoughts grow back 

and my mind grows black 

i call Him once again 

Lord help me please 

on my own i won't suceed 

and the Lord comes as i fall to my knees 

my comfort, my king 

with the words that i sing 

forever i'll worship him

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