Renewed Confession
I often prayed for;
The way it use to be;
Now I'm so sadden;
Because I no longer see;
Where's now my faith;
And what's wrong with me;
Is this my new reality;
Finally I now understand;
Part spiritual, part flesh;
Yet, within my choice process;
I've slip and in that second;
Doubt slip in so in the fall;
I opened up my mouth and yell;
Help Lord, help me Jesus;
If I have just a drop of faith left;
I am just going to be still;
And confess, yes I believe, I confess;
written by James Edward Lee Sr.
Copyright © James Edward Lee Sr. | Year Posted 2018
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
Please
Login
to post a comment