I'M Sorry, Lord
I’m Sorry, Lord
By Dane Smith-Johnsen
I’m Sorry. Oh, dear Lord, my God.
While imperfect on this earth I trod.
Forgive me, sins of omission.
As I live by will in submission.
One wrong choice after another,
Soon, I turned my head from a brother.
Then, focused mostly on myself.
Love: Thy example, put on the shelf.
I’m sorry, dearest, perfect God.
I failed to hold to Thy iron rod.
I made new friends; they seemed so dear.
Thy muddied teachings once crystal clear.
Temptation came to blinded eyes.
And I listened to the devil’s lies.
Rationalizing: next best friends.
Forgetting to know the wages: sins.
I’m sorry, Lord. Your love ignored.
I turned away from Thy care adored.
Forgive me for my youthful ways.
I forgot to love Thee day by day.
Now kneel I humbly at Thy throne.
Heal my heart. Understanding has grown.
Forgive me for forgetting, God.
I’m sorry for imperfections trod.
This poem was written for Christie Moses, I’m Sorry Contest.
Copyright © Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen | Year Posted 2009
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