So many times when I pray
I feel like I get no reply
Words float off into the night
I couldn’t cut the silence with the sharpest knife
A slave to my own uncertainty
A slave to my doubt
But I’ve been turning over a new leaf
Singing oh God forgive me
I have ignored you
I have doubted you
Even though I’ve seen and felt your presence
Your healing hand
Saving me from myself
Your presence overwhelming me
And making me stop a knife twice
When all I wanted was to cut and be done with it all
So I come forth with my white flag lifted high
Hand help up into the sky
Singing oh God forgive me
Draw me close to you as I bask in your word
As I praise your name
And remember the grace you have given me
The healing and peace
The warmth and love
Oh, God, Forgive me.
Thank you.
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