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deep down inside I tremble in a fear that's all my own baseless and pervading binds me a prisoner and rules supreme upon my throne
a heart mired with indecision, never should it be life in chains is not how He'd ever have me live No, I'm not the one to lead
though I may be blind to my paths, all their end results when I follow I should always rest assured that His Name I will exalt
His leadership, so perfect, guiding His great woven plan this blind man will closely follow where He leads that he may be a useful man.

22 September 2005
Good poem. Like "If God is your co pilot, you're in the wrong seat."