Unworthy
The thought weighs heavy on you,
Unworthiness is no mere common flu,
Spreading throughout your flesh and bones,
Beating you with your own cast stones,
Fallacious sickness hurled upon your soul,
You contemplate your toll,
For you think only you can pay,
The brain a malleable clay,
Imperfections pointed out by society,
Causing depression and anxiety,
But to many, a hidden truth,
There is the Holy One's couth,
A covenant made in blood,
Preventing another flood,
He has and will bare this weight,
Do not forget Jesus' state,
He carried the cross for you,
No matter what you do,
Do not let His acts be in vain,
This unworthiness must not remain.
Copyright ©
Garrett Bass
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