In the alley of darkness
There, my morality lurks with uncertainty
My heart gilded in a wrapper of sin
Like an offering to the lord of darkness
Battered and shaken by sin
I am weighed down by the cross of my sins
My body is weak to unchain itself
I am tired and lost
My heart and mind are far away from pure
The moment I turn to the light I am shoved back to darkness for my will is weak
So weak the devil plays with me
My spirit is empty and unoccupied
Darkness is over the face of my soul’s abyss
Let your Spirit hover over my soul
And bring light into this abyss.
In the upper room with my faith and prayer
Singing songs and saying words out of my depth
I want to be lost in your aura
For in you is tranquility and grace.
Just like the risen Lord
Let me defeat death
And my soul shall rise!
Anapest Pentameter
Lord have mercy on sinners this I ask now humbly of Thee.
Do not wipe out this nation from Thy all stern sight in your rage.
The Egyptians will say that our waste was your goal all can see.
Ye called these stiff neck people out purposing graves as their wage?
The Egyptians will say your intent was then evil this day.
Do not wipe out this nation from Thy all stern sight in your rage.
Let destruction not be for all those who curse seem as sure pay.
Ye called these stiff neck people out purposing graves as their wage?
For the patriarch's sacred held covenant claims vow in faith.
Do not wipe out this nation from Thy all stern sight in your rage.
Now in deference yield to that oath and all these do not scathe.
Ye called these stiff neck people out purposing graves as their wage?
Kyrie Eleison,
On me as I go into that dark night
Kyrie Eleison,
And lead me from the darkness into the light
Kyrie Eleison,
And touch me in places I can not hide
Kyrie Eleison,
For your love has filled me with such a sense of pride
Kyrie Eleison,
And please forgive me for all my sins
Kyrie Eleison,
For I am ready for my life to now begin
Kyrie Eleison,
I fall to my knees and pray
Kyrie Eleison,
And please show me of the way
Kyrie Eleison,
So that I may sit by your side in the end
Kyrie Eleison,
And allow my the strength,
So that my broken heart can mend
The End
By Greg P
O, great o'erhanging Spirit
reaching one finger toward the earth
awash in dust. The world
is an experiment with the shades
of gray. Lord, have mercy.
The flesh is weak and pale.
Gluttons and undeservers, we
invite the Devil, dressed
in his red finery, cape clasped
to the table. Christ, have mercy.
We will find one day
everything is tethered
together with strings.
Still, You will be the one
pulling them. Lord, have mercy.
Your light has always shone on me
the grace instilled with deep belief
I light a candle and say a prayer
I can always find You there
when I pray on bended knee
or a quick "ask" where ever I may be
an answer always come from You
kyrie eleison, shine Your truth
The end of the day,
I am aware of my sins,
I begin to pray;
Lord have mercy upon me,
I have forgotten the way.
Christ my shepherd
Christ my friend
Christ my servant king.
Christ my shalom
Christ my light
Christ my servant king.
Christ my healer
Christ my judge
Christ my servant king.
Christ my brother
Christ my peace
Christ my servant king.
Christ my witness
Christ my end
Christ my servant king
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