Saturday, February 21, 2015

A Prayer

I heard the voice
Through my being it poured
Of the architect of ever
The creator of all
The maker of the entire universe
My heart began to roar
As he called my name
He heard my call
He broke every curse
As I walked through the open door
That he laid there for me
To enter communion
With him
Despite my ugly sins
Despite my dark soul
Despite my hateful being
He has protected me
From every manner of harm
And now
He asked me to come within
His forgiving
His loving
His merciful