Impale Me--
Father my Heraldry to charge;
You're a shield, my shield...O' God
And you impaled me;
With your two coats of arms;
Placed side by side;
Father, you often fall by on, you impaled me;
Father, you pierce me with a sharp instrument,
Your Son Jesus has impaled me with His mercies;
And you impaled me;
Once a sinner man filled with filthy sins;
God your Word, your Sword they have so...
Impaled me;
You impaled my severed sin-filled head on a spear;
Allowed me to bleed out my shames, all my fears;
Father God, I forever thank you;
Impale me;
"Father, enclose me with pales of fencing;
My heart is entrenching;
Pierce me my spirit, heart soul and mind impale me O Holy divine;
Impaling those of the sovereign things, so caring;
As the impaled arms of The Father brings;
O' God harpoon me lance and gore me;
Disembowel, puncture, perforate, transpierce me;
Forgiving Father, transfix, pierce, stab, run through me;
Allow your Sword of the Spirit;
To again and again and always perforate continually transpierce me
With your love and mercies, I thank you, Father,
For you have Impaled me;
Father enclose me with pales of fencing;
My heart is entrenching;
Pierce me my spirit, heart soul and mind impale me O Holy divine;
Impaling those of the sovereign things you bring so caring,"
Impaled me;
7/21/19
Placed 10th place in Contest
Impaled Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Anthony Slausin
Copyright © James Edward Lee Sr. | Year Posted 2019
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