O’ Lord, my desire grows wane as days run by
Like the moon that has long past it’s zenith
A barren dessert stark and empty
As the dry wind scatters the sands.
My longing for You is like a hollow promise,
That bears down my heart
As I cry in anguish
Of words unspoken aloud.
My songs of praise echo though empty halls
That once knew joy was now all lost
My heart groans and moans
At the futility of it all.
I no longer knew myself with all the masks once worn
Changing plays and switching roles
Broken mirrors and shattered shards
What of me? I know not.
Yet Lord, You speak of promises untold
My life is within Your control
My true self You have known
What could I hide that You cannot fathom?
Your grace abounds and Your justice sure
Despite the sins I’ve seeked I selfishly beg
O’ Lord what am I but an unfaithful bride
Scorned and tossed in the unmerciful tides of time.
Yet Lord you have never left
Your eyes and ears are always upon me
Your heart longs for me
Your love cries out for me ceaselessly.
My King, You love my soul even as I loath it
You bring me to my knees with your mercy
With just a whisper You send me reeling
My undeserving heart breaks when You call me.
You are perfect my Lord
How could I see you and cast not a glance at my own iniquity?
Yet You chose to wash and clothe me anew
O’ Lord there is truly none like You.
My beloved King there is no one I could face
As I account to You my shame
For there is none whom I have wronged
But the One whom I called the most.
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