Lamentations, Pleas of a Desperate Man
Lamentations, Pleas Of A Desperate Man
Give me fire so I may warm my bones,
hold me steady to stop my bleeding.
There is a cry in my begging tones,
and deepest pain laced in my pleading!
Has not the angry sky beat me down?
Earth holds my spirit in disregard.
Am I not now a broken, crying clown?
A joker on a torn and stained card!
Let the night eat my foolish pride,
beat me until I wail and then moan.
Drown me in a stormy ocean tide,
let my sins cry out and be shown!
O' God! Hear this fool's saddened plea's,
I bow to your judgment from above.
A rascal fallen down upon bended knees,
Fill this soul with life and your love!
Robert J. Lindley , 07-24-2015
Note--Once long ago, I know a man that uttered that plea.
As sure as water is wet, HE that heard,
gifted his Holy word....
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