Sat in on an early morning sermon today. While listening in, this came to mind…
Flaws of My Heart by Michael Doyle My flaws of the heart Directed by sin from the start My eyes closed to Godly fear I have lived on the illusion that it will disappear And no one will know Yet, the wages of sin still show Instead of being loved, I am hated This is my lot and I am so fated Clinging to my verity of illusion That as it seems are only my delusions Time and again, a victim of doubt Through the emptiness of my mouth Set out on my wicked ways Though truly not the choice of my days Desperately in need of His mercy I turn my dreams to fidelity Knowing that the Lord's judgments are deep And yet, the Lord will sustain me though I weep I am a child of Adam in the shadow Taking refuge there though I do know That peace is is the fountain of life Instead I drink too often of strife My heart needs its just defense And instead though I would know truth, I know pretense To the Lord, I lay prostrate as I call Before my sins, I too often fall It is said that in the giving, I receive I'll do my part and believe Dying to my wicked self to be born again Though God knows my needs, does he forget now and then? (c) June 30, 2020 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
Spiffy.. whoever is hiding behind this. You have a wonderful day
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