A Vile and Thirsty Hart Sought Waters Cool
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A vile and thirsty hart sought waters cool
Who thought it found a perfect, blessed spot
Not knowing that it was a private pool
And may not drink to quench what it cannot
We wonder what this tale is all about
Offending brother, hopelessly deprived
Of cleansing water he can’t live without
Forgiveness grant so he can be revived
How dare I say God speaks the truth through me?
And glorified in all I do or say
When my mean heart is void of charity
Filled with contempt of those who go astray
For I do need what I must give away
Forgiveness is a gift I could not pay
Copyright © Jun Gonzales | Year Posted 2017
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