Repentance: A Poem
(a rough draft)
Repentance
(please, understand, it's sad because you are sad when you repent, not because repentance is a sad thing. If I ever write one called forgiveness, it will relieve the sadness of this one)
Lord, I come to thee now in prayer.
Humbly, I speak to you, which is rare.
Lord, I wish to say at this time:
I'm sorry...
For my crime.
O Lord, how I have sinned!
O how I succumbed to Satan's guile!
I fell when he sent his wind!
I failed in this trial!
I'm sorry Lord!
I'm so sorry.
Lord please make me clean!
Let me feel thy light again!
I do not want it to be seen.
I was not ready for the pain.
Lord release me from his grasp!
For lightning flashed and thunder crashed
And I was fearful and did not spy
The lightning rod that stood nearby
And so I turned and in despair
I stood in rain and waited there
For my impending doom to come.
I did not think to call the Son.
Something deep inside said, "Run!"
But too late. The deed was done.
And so in darkness here I am alone
And hope
Seems
Lost.
What I have done has chilled me to the bone.
I did not
Know
The cost.
Lord of creation, please, forgive me!
All desolate I had been when,
My will a slave to evil's,
A still small messenger fluttered by
And with that same sweet symbol which
Betrayed the Christ so long ago
It gave to me a kiss.
A light, and gentle, kiss
And then, only then, did I remember you...
O Lord I am a weak and faithless servant indeed!
I am fallen, and can't get up!
I'm chained, my wrist's are cuffed
And the tempter fights me now
I struggle just to kneel,
I cannot even bow.
Now!
Now when I fave failed
After I've given in
And can never remove
The consequences of sin
I come to you with final breath
and ask:
Lord!
Please!
Free me at last!
(please, understand, it's sad because you are sad when you repent, not because repentance is a sad thing. If I ever write one called forgiveness, it will relieve the sadness of this one)
Lord, I come to thee now in prayer.
Humbly, I speak to you, which is rare.
Lord, I wish to say at this time:
I'm sorry...
For my crime.
O Lord, how I have sinned!
O how I succumbed to Satan's guile!
I fell when he sent his wind!
I failed in this trial!
I'm sorry Lord!
I'm so sorry.
Lord please make me clean!
Let me feel thy light again!
I do not want it to be seen.
I was not ready for the pain.
Lord release me from his grasp!
For lightning flashed and thunder crashed
And I was fearful and did not spy
The lightning rod that stood nearby
And so I turned and in despair
I stood in rain and waited there
For my impending doom to come.
I did not think to call the Son.
Something deep inside said, "Run!"
But too late. The deed was done.
And so in darkness here I am alone
And hope
Seems
Lost.
What I have done has chilled me to the bone.
I did not
Know
The cost.
Lord of creation, please, forgive me!
All desolate I had been when,
My will a slave to evil's,
A still small messenger fluttered by
And with that same sweet symbol which
Betrayed the Christ so long ago
It gave to me a kiss.
A light, and gentle, kiss
And then, only then, did I remember you...
O Lord I am a weak and faithless servant indeed!
I am fallen, and can't get up!
I'm chained, my wrist's are cuffed
And the tempter fights me now
I struggle just to kneel,
I cannot even bow.
Now!
Now when I fave failed
After I've given in
And can never remove
The consequences of sin
I come to you with final breath
and ask:
Lord!
Please!
Free me at last!
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