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THE HELP OF THE HELPLESS BY OLUWABUNMI AREGBESOLA


THE HELP OF THE HELPLESS BY OLUWABUNMI AREGBESOLA

If you do not help me, what will be my end?
Day and night, I wait for you.
You know my end right from the beginning.
Though I have no slightest ideas of what I can do tomorrow, but you know my frailty.

If you leave me to my folly, I will perish without help.
If you refuse to offer me help, I am finished.
You formed me from my mother's womb and you called me by name.

Joseph was thrown into a deep well by his own.
Looking down from the pit won't bring him out because beneath is devoid of hope.
He chose to look up to you and you brought him help.

He was sold by his blood yet he chose to look to you for help.
He was sentenced to prison for the crime he never committed, yet he looked to you for help.
The help of the helpless came to his rescue and he became a prime minister in a strange land.

Though he lacked the help of man but the help of the helpless connected him.
I lift up my eyes to the hills, from whence comes from the Lord, who made heaven and earth.

If you are still outside of God, He is ready to help. Please flee to the rock at ages for help.
You are safe in Him.

Blessed is the man who puts his trust in the Lord!

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