Wednesday, June 28, 2006

Crying

Blood seething towards hypocrisy
A wolf in sheep's clothing in my eyes
Just a precious sheep in His eyes
Heart pricked with abominable tongue
Injustice, ignorance a beam in my eyes
Injustice, ignorance a mote in His eyes

How can I love?
How can I forgive?
God try my patience.
He loves and forgives;
I try His patience.
But He loves and forgives anyway.

Hear my painful cry O God
Soothe this hurt, the Healer of all things
Seal this cut, for all is about to drain

Mold me like You
Though Your cure will hurt.
Cut these greedy veins
Fill them with Your giving love.
Break these prideful bones
Rebuild them with servant's modesty.
Change this black heart
And give me a heart like Yours.

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