I am Lot's wife I know it...
I can feel it in my bones.
I keep looking back to Sodom
Where my children are alone.
Or is it just my children
My friends they are there too,
O dear Lord in mercy
Help me turn my face toward You.
And there's my house I treasure
With furnishings so fine
Please heal in my affliction,
So the praise can all be Thine
Help me make this journey
For these problems are my fault.
Please don't let me be paralyzed
In a pillar turned to salt.
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brc
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