Back in the gutter,
covered with filth and stench,
full of dark angry thoughts,
pointing fingers,
passing unfounded judgment;
once again.
Wrapped up in the cares of this world,
thinking of short term solutions,
lost in the self absorbing pity,
searching for flesh driven answers,
drowning in vanity and pride;
once again;
go away from me Lord,
I am a sinful man!
Instead You reach out Your mighty hand,
pulling me from the murky quagmire,
softly whispering in my ear:
“Don’t be afraid,”
once again.
O Lord,
I don’t know why You suffered and died
for someone like me,
but I know that You did;
I don’t know how someone like You
could love someone like me,
but I know that You do;
and I don’t know
how someone as perfect as You,
could save someone like me,
from the fate which I so undeniably deserve,
but I know that You will;
thank You my Holy Lord,
praise Your mighty name,
all glory to You,
forever and ever.
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