One day while I was walking,
All worried, with fear and lost;
I thought of things I had done,
And began to know the cost.
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My troubles seemed so hopeless,
And life for me seemed through;
If I could only find a way,
To make my past brand new.
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As I walked a little further,
A gray old man appeared;
He asked me what a smile was worth,
As the wind whipped through his beard.
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I said, old man you just dont know,
The troubles I have seen;
My heart is full of sorrow,
And my soul will never be clean.
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Things I have done,
No decent man would do;
The sins I once enjoyed,
Have made my life so blue.
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The old man kind of chuckled,
Then began to grin;
He said, Son let me walk with you,
And tell you about sin.
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He said, I threw some rocks once,
That shed a lot of blood;
I took a lot of good people,
And smeared them in the mud.
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At one time, I had a lot of money,
But miss used it all;
I stole from widows and poor people,
To make myself look tall.
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I hurt and mistreated folks,
Who never were un-kind;
Ive been to jail several times,
And once was even blind.
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So dont tell me of troubles,
And sorrows you cant stand;
My name is Paul, I cannot help,
But I know of one who can.
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So let Him know your troubles,
For He will never tell;
He has already paid the price,
So you wont go to hell.
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Written 10-15-90
