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Since all have sinned …

I recall that as a teenager, I happened to watch a documentary in which a Jewish survivor of the World War II concentration camps was narrating his experience at the Nuremberg trials, which were held for the purpose of bringing Nazi war criminals to justice. The Jewish survivor, while listening to one of those on trial speak, suddenly fainted. When he regained consciousness, he was able to recall why he had fainted — he had suddenly realized as he listened to the man on trial, that he himself, given certain circumstances, would be just as capable of committing the same crimes.

How much do we need God’s mercy, “since all have sinned and fall short of the glory of God … ” (Romans 3:23). Lord, help us to allow you to change our hearts.

Broken Today

Broken today
By my own sin.
Tears of sorrow
Fall like the rain.
Only Your love
Will bring a new day.

So weak without You;
Why do I doubt You?
Wandering eyes
Start looking at lies.
Inadequate soul —
Why my surprise?

Why all the violence?
Lacking godly reliance.
Too driven by lust —
In God we must trust.
We all have our fears —
To Him let’s draw near.

Feel so insecure,
But Your love is sure.
Yes, I am weak,
But Your strength I will seek.
Though sometimes depressed,
By You I am blessed.

You’ve won the war,
The strife for my soul.
Now I allow
Your grace to endow
Your new life in me —
And thus victory.

I Need Your Healing

Lord, I need Your healing
From pride, from sin,
From jealousies within.

Please cleanse this broken heart,
Let me make a new start,
Give me Your Sacred Heart.

From fear, from hate,
Wipe clean the slate —
Your love demonstrate.

Help me look up above,
Focus only on Your love,
Fly free like a dove.

Then Your healing light
Will give my soul flight.
I am whole in Your sight.

This Ship I Travel

This ship I travel, on treach’rous sea
I often wished that I could flee

I did not choose this ship of life —
Of sin, of sorrow; sadness, strife

I felt alone, though many traveled;
In darkest ignorance my life unraveled

But now and then a Light would shine
And slowly came the gift divine

I am not here for self alone
My purpose through the darkness shone

And as this ship sails on or stalls
With others do I meet life’s squalls

And I have met an Unseen Friend;
His Presence here do not contend

And if I may but save one soul
From falling, jumping in the sea

My soul will thrill, my heart will sing
‘Tis purpose done; ’tis destiny

Utterly Weak

Why do I suffer?
Why do I fall?
Is it a lack of something within?
Is it a deafness, blindness, sin?

Is it my fault,
A weakness large?
Is it an ignorant, stubborn heart?

Or perhaps all these,
Seized on to torment,
By an enemy fierce
Who confusion foments?

Your grace do I seek;
I am utterly weak.
My eyes cannot see;
My ears wrongly hear.
Help me to trust
In You — that I must.

Hiding

Why the truth I tend to hide?
Refuse to God my sins confide?
Reluctant Doctor God to see;
Confess that I’m in agony?

Hiding the hate, the fear, the sin;
Hiding all that lurks within.
Not to say that I’m no good,
Just that I be honest should.

And not to hide behind a smile;
Let down the acting for a while.
Not conceal behind a mask
My weaknesses — that is my task.

O why pretend, my weary soul,
That I’m the person in control?
The circumstances of my life
To Him I yield, let go the strife.

The River of Life

Through death and birth,

Ill health and woe,

Through laughter, tears,

Through joys and fears —

The world’s still here.

 

It didn’t stop

To take a pause

When someone died,

When someone cried;

When someone lied,

The world went on.

 

Through war and peace,

Through health, disease;

Through daring feats,

And cowardly deeds —

Life still flows on.

 

It might be wise

To take a pause,

To look at all

The many flaws

Which unknowing —

Suffering cause.

 

And learn, and learn,

And finally learn,

That Love is waiting

With open arms,

When all does cease.

Wash Me Clean

(Inspired by the heavy rain today.

I felt it was washing me clean as I drove along in my car.)

Wash me clean, Oh Lord!

Like drops of rain that coalesce,

Cleanse me with Your tenderness —

Oh, wash me clean.

Like rivers rushing to the sea,

Like waterfalls that roar at me,

Like river rapids wild and free —

Wash me clean.

With Holy Spirit water let

My soul revive and not forget —

My sins were scarlet —

Now washed clean.

Let rain fall down from up above,

Cleanse the stain of sin with love,

All filth and dirt are washed away;

Close by Your side my soul must stay.