Oh Lord,
Why is it so hard to be honest to you?
I lie to myself, I treat you the fool.
You know my all
Hear my thoughts, words, my attitudes.
You see it all
But still I hide
Convinced of my deception
The Fool I am cries
“you wont know it for it is mine”
Oh my sorrow, help me trust
To use you for my goodness
To seek your holy face.
Hiding in failures
I only grow worse
Build me up in you
Secure me in your holes
These scars are only love
Spilled for my poor soul
Help me not to hide
To know my failures as you do
And view them vile as do you
Give me your eyes
I want to know your will
Help me to be more like you
Throwing off all that I am
The need I have grows greater still
Secure me in your holes
These scars are only love.
I have a great need for Christ; I have a great Christ for my need.
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3 comments:
what is this? a poem? a bible verse? its beautiful.
Its just something I wrote... a prayer i guess
no waaaaay. awesome. i'm jealous
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