My Faith To Wash Away

I pray words can come to me one day -Without the lingering of sorrow and regret. That one day I can trust and hope and pray -Without remembering our woes. I pray one day my soul to cleanse To be awashed anew again But today my lord I ache to know… These words are but the shell Of faith we used to know. Why do I speak to thee? When inside these vows are dead to me. How do I find that long-lost love? The humility and honor to know it’s true. I can not start this book again, And skip the pages I’d rather not see. I can not erase the lines That should never have to be . So tell me Lord, how to start a different book. Define that word “faith”, so I can comprehend this new chapter. Help me rember how faith and hope inspires- And how belief creates the miracles worth living.