I am undeserving, I am a shame
I am not even worthy to utter Your Holy name
Or of Your unwavering presence, love and grace
I am a coward, I couldn't see You face to face
Others suffer and die for their faith
While I have the freedom that turned out to be a bait
their hands are shackled and mouth are rendered voiceless
While I have my pen armed with pain, confusion and indecisiveness
I have wandered through pitch black
And then I always struggle to find my way back
I fall, then I'll survive and be given another chance
I learn but I'll waste it more than once
In spite of it all, I always knew
Whether it's white or black, grey or hue
You are my Savior, you are my shepherd
I repent, accept and follow the path you led
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