I Began Weeping August 27, 1968
I wept my way to salvation
Having faith, but few words to say.
I envisioned Heaven in great jubilation
O'er one lost lamb which had been astray.
from Christ, restoration from cancer
And sudden relief from a tormented soul.
As last resort, I trusted Christ for my answer
He changed my life to chaste and whole.
This transformation I didn't understand
Nor fathomed I then, what to expect.
But in accepting Jesus' outstretched hand
I, henceforth, became one of His elect.
Consequently, since, a weeper I've been
In an instant my hopeless heart changed.
From an existing heart hardened by sin
I found alternatively, a heart rearranged.
Lord if allowed to speak like others do
Without weeping and feeling shame.
I'd tell any who listen what I owe you
And how my life has never been the same.
I'm reminded this very moment, that Jesus cares,
and that i needn't be concerned o'er what others see.
That pride causes feelings of shame, over my tears,
and tears are a language that God understands, reserved for me.
Copyright © Tom Wright | Year Posted 2008
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