Give me the suffering theologian who has stared the monster Unanswered Prayer straight in the eye.
It makes me want to go ask a homeless bum
what she can tell me about God.
At least she knows she's homeless.
I stay in my house,
don't much go to God's house;
I cannot pray for my heart is broken
And in your heart is where you truly pray.
So don't tell me about perfect plans,
I've seen too many shredded documents.
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