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Stumbling Blocks 2004Father hold me by the hand, as I walk through this foreign land. Help me as I walk along, lest I find a stone falling alone. World of darkness full of endless stumbling blocks and many painful rocks, falling along the way where You stay, steadying my pace as I make my way. The passing of years find me not grown, past the need to reach Your own steady hand still taking mine, healing any injury You might find. Psalm 145:14 The Lord supports all who are falling, and raises up all who are bowed down. Susan Hebert Ajaz copyright 2004 poetrypublisher.com/sajaz 
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