Some Nights

And some nights when I'm alone I still pray
because I'm afraid of hell
And some nights when I'm in bed I lie awake
because I'm afraid of hell

my father was a preacher
his father was a pilot
his father was a killer
his father was a father

and some nights when I'm alone I become all of these things

and these things, on some nights, make me pray for fear of hell

my friends all sleep so soundly
my friends all know where they're going
my friends all tell their secrets openly
my friends all steal my friends

and some nights when I'm alone I cry for Jesus

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poem by Joshua Cutts
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