Order # 11144
Tell Your Problems



Tell me your problems, I will
listen, but I may not be
able to ease any
pain,


If I were a saint I could answer
each time, I would
always wisely
explain.


There would be no need to seek
help from anyone else,
you'd look only to
me.


What a wonderful feeling it would
instill in my soul knowing
you could live
carefree.

Yorktown Disciple
No

need

to

seek

help
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