Conviction Stings

I didn't take the time to pray...

To acknowledge the Lord, in every way.

I feel deep down, I broke His heart...

For conviction stings and tears me apart.


I did a lot of foolish things...

That somehow glittered, like golden rings.

I speared His side, with my neglect...

Now raindrops fall, like a culted sect.


I have no one, to blame at all...

For I did wrong, I do recall.

I pledged my love, for all my days...

Yet disappointed God, in my sinful ways.


I failed today, in word and deed...

And I ask mercy, with God's speed.

Help me untie, the cords that bind...

So I am free, to sit


and dine.














































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