Who am I that the Lord has sent
Of all the wasted years I’ve spent
In anger, loss, hate, and despise
Filth I’ve seen through my eyes
I don’t deserve a moment in breath
To give you Lord I don’t have much left
I ache for those mostly, in my many pains
Who don’t know the power in your name (Jesus)
If only I could find for them, the words
To speak of things they have not heard
Tell them of the amazing God I serve
Who shows me love I don’t deserve
As far as the East is from the West
He has forgotten, all I’ve transgressed
As for my days left under the sun
He has forgiven all I have done
For I ran to Him as a child exposed
To sins I should never have known
And I now plea to God in daily prayer
Of my past, that I don’t go back there
For flesh is to sin, as it is to food
To convince the mind all consumed is good
Time and time again, I plea in my spirit
My past flashes in my mind, to never go near it
For His love is much deeper, now that I know
I don’t want to stray or let this love go
I just want to thank Him for going before me
To win battles through him, triumphantly
A love in time that I was meant to see
Was only possible because He first loved me
As many as I love, I rebuke and chasten: be zealous therefore, and repent.
~Job 5:17~
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