Saturday, February 21, 2009

Chains.

I am not enjoying these chains.
Lord God would you lift them for me?
The freedom we've come to know in you
set sail amongst raging seas.
Bound by weight and putrid saints
I fall short of glory above.
The weight you bore, the cross adorned
Come back my one true love.
My God above in majesty clothed in
grace most high.
You've shared your coat with one too
many a son whose left to die.
Unworthy I fall before your thrown
with tears that overflow.
My son if only you'd seek me as
you had some time ago.
Let majesty engulf me, your goodness
bring me in.
I gave myself upon the cross, I know
not of your sins.


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1 comment:

yvette said...

I just keep coming back to this one and I get something new out of it each time.