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I'm hurting on the inside. God, do you see how I feel?
This time my heart is worn out. And I don't know if it will heal.
stands before me. Who was once my bride;
The love that I used to feel. Somehow it has died.
There are so many things I would like
Silently my heart yearns for brighter, happier days.
I want to do the right thing. It's not that I am a saint;
I would like to
say I love her, but inside God, ... I can't.
I don't know what the future holds. There is so much I can't see;
But God, at this
time in my life you will have to love her for me.
I know I can't find the words; I can't make my love like new;
I give to you all the
painful years, and my hurting heart too.
Please take my heart and heal it. Put your love in its place;
Then when we look at each
other, we will see a reflection of your grace.
MY SILENT SCREAMS
By: Judy Burnette
"Marriage is a gift from God to us. The quality of our marriage is a gift from us to Him." ~ L. Whitney Clayton
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