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In the dark dungeon of self- preoccupation Presenting itself on every occasion To rob me of the joy of living Knowing that you made the ultimate giving Brings the tumultuous ocean to a calming halt O what a blessed thought Before I could do right I was made righteous Before I could whisper I wasContinue reading “What you say of me (A spontaneous poem inspired by the parable of the prodigal son)”