~~teach me to give as before.
I was an innocent injured, offended, orphaned;
~~I was abandoned to wander the hungry mouth of night.
In the belly of pain, I was fit with anger;
~~in desire's dark gut, my force was seized with war and prayer.
Seeking comfort aside from the Comforter, I was shaken: forgive me;
~~following power outside the Almighty, I was broken: teach me to be pure.
That I may give as You give, Lord,
~~lead me to myself once more.
1 comment:
Incredible imagery of somebody who was unfairly wronged. Fits in with many topics we have discussed. The hope of faith shines through as the Comforter is sought. I like it. Love, Nona
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