Help me to wash my hands

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I could travel down
to that old piece of land
out where I find my own
and I can understand
sometimes this crazy world
gets under all I am
that’s when I pray dear Lord
help me to wash my hands

I’m gonna go my baby
before I change my mind
people I know won’t save me
from all the tears I’ve cried
but you should know my baby
I’m gonna find my plan
back where the Lord can save me
I’m gonna wash my hands

so many children cryin’
nobody cares no more
brothers are fussin’ fightin’
somebody else’s war
askin’ the Lord to save me
I know he understands
don’t let this old world change me
help me to wash my hands ©

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3 thoughts on “Help me to wash my hands

  1. ἇRVℎℰℰ says:

    This is quite a tender poem. It touches base with all of the basic emotions and feelings one would have. It is heart touching Adam. Bless you. =)

    • Thank you RV, anyone with a tender heart in this cold world knows how it feels to be lost within it… Everyone who knows Our Lord always has a place to become clean again. Never lose the good you have… Bless you!

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