Repentance

How many stones

Have I thrown today;

Or rattled bones

Scattered my way?

 

Praised then blamed,

The Maker above;

Showed no shame,

Corrupted human love?

 

Denied and justified,

Condemned and convicted,

Immediately cast aside;

Kept love restricted?

 

I can’t erase

Yesterday’s shameful disgrace;

Vow to embrace,

Return God’s grace.

 

About John Northcutt Young

I write. Remember making-up stories from spelling words in the fifth grade. A journalism degree followed. Thanks for looking. View all posts by John Northcutt Young

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