The Sins of Our Fathers
The sins of our fathers cast such long and unremorseful shadows
Leaving in its quake such a painful sting as only God would know.
With tangled webs that reach to the bowels of hell.
Manipulating lies destructive words which only a father could tell.
Knowing full well how the vicious lies will be cast downward in a spiraling effect.
To rob our children of any pride and leave them as societies social rejects.
With no recourse but to follow in fathers misguided and devious ways.
With unknowing and uncaring reasoning they go forth longing for better days.
So where is the justice for the generation that draws the short end of the stick.
All to suffer for the mistakes of being sired by a father who was morally sick.
Once in a great while you might luck out and see one escape such a horrible fate.
Most often as not the majority wind up like dad filled with anger and hate.
If the Lord ever places in your path one of these castaways of life.
Maybe you can be the one to help free it from all its anguish and strife.
Break the vicious cycle of torment and pain.
Teach them of our Savior, Jesus, and that not every dark cloud contains rain.
Tell them how Jesus died so they know about the cleansing power of His blood.
And how God with one gentle breath could tame the waters of a mighty raging
flood.
And how we can repent of our sins and even the sins of our fathers and still be
saved.
Seek Jesus and ask for forgiveness with a humble and sincere heart, then our
sins we confess of, He so graciously waived.
Copyright © Ronald Bingham | Year Posted 2007
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