Wednesday, May 31, 2017

Broken But Hopeful

What if my mind
Goes off on a tangent,
Forgetting what's real
And what is imagined?

What if the marrow
Of all that I think
Is merely a mixture
Of lust and of greed?

Well, I think it is
Because I'm from dirt;
The only true hope
Is change through God's Word.

So shake me this morning
Don't let me stay
In this sinful mindset--
Make my ways Your ways.