Wednesday, May 1, 2024

It was Me

The guilty rarely acknowledge their role
In the tragedies of their life, their shame
A life is our own to ruin, to lose our soul
Or gain it back by forgiveness and grace
But there is no fear, I am aware of my fate
It rests in the hands of another, my savior
I surrender, I am guilty, but I am forgiven
And still I sin, no matter my efforts, again
So I pray God is forgiving and willing
Or I lose everything and gain nothing