Recall
of The Fall
+
Repentance
I recently
sat and did recall
All the
things that I've done as a result of the fall
I've lied
and cheated, stolen and compromised
Walked in my
own way, and often reviled!
I've ignored
wise counsel and
Crucified
Christ time and again!
I've raised
up myself higher than my Creator
And oft'
ended up less than I was created!
Warmongering,
hating and despising
Grasping
and backbiting!
I've
realized that one wrong to do was as good as any other!
No
skin off my back
For
they were all as light as the proverbial feather!
And
nary a dry spot was found under my wet chin!
The
conscience that I had long successfully ignored
Soon
cast me, without preamble, upon the hard floor
Where
revulsion and remonstrance vied
For
prominence e'en pre-eminence
Oh,
how I blubbered!
How
sorrowfully I cried!
Alas,
this poor soul
A
lot like Cain and Esau
Cried
out – not in repentance – but because
I
– guilty – was brought to great shame!
Now,
I must eat crow!
A
dish most unpleasant, or so I've been told
But
eat it without seasoning I must
Not even a drop to be left in the bowl!
It
was then that I heard Old Ishbel's choice words –
"If
you are truly sorry, repent!
If
not, don't relent, for
To
do otherwise
Is
to minimize
Who
you've offended, and yourself!"
It
was then that I chose to get rid of all the hems and haws,
And
get down to the real business of asking the Lord
For
the character of gold in the fire of life tried
Righteous
clothing made of linen clean and white, and
the
anointing of the Salve
To
heal my world-scarred eyes.
He
said to me:
“Come
as you are!
Repent,
and be renewed!”
And
“Walk
thou in the straight and narrow for
The
Spirit will help you!”
So,
hear me, I tell you:
“Don't
believe your own publicity!”
“Acknowledge
your Savior
And
He will direct you!”
I
endeavored from that day
That
for me there would be
No
more broad nor illicit high way!
I
am trusting The Promising
I
am basking in The Comforting
I
am treasuring The Holy Word, and
From
here on in, you see
Straight
will be The Pathway to
Blessing
for Me!
Create In Me a Clean Heart
Psalm 51
To the chief Musician, A Psalm of David, when Nathan the prophet came unto him, after he had gone in to Bath-sheba.
1 Have mercy upon me, O God, according to thy loving-kindness:
according unto the multitude of thy tender mercies blot out my transgressions.
2 Wash me throughly from mine iniquity,
and cleanse me from my sin.
3 For I acknowledge my transgressions:
and my sin is ever before me.
according unto the multitude of thy tender mercies blot out my transgressions.
2 Wash me throughly from mine iniquity,
and cleanse me from my sin.
3 For I acknowledge my transgressions:
and my sin is ever before me.
4 Against thee, thee only, have I sinned,
and done this evil in thy sight:
that thou mightest be justified when thou speakest,
and be clear when thou judgest.
5 Behold, I was shapen in iniquity;
and in sin did my mother conceive me.
6 Behold, thou desirest truth in the inward parts:
and in the hidden part thou shalt make me to know wisdom.
and done this evil in thy sight:
that thou mightest be justified when thou speakest,
and be clear when thou judgest.
5 Behold, I was shapen in iniquity;
and in sin did my mother conceive me.
6 Behold, thou desirest truth in the inward parts:
and in the hidden part thou shalt make me to know wisdom.
7 Purge me with hyssop, and I shall be clean:
wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow.
8 Make me to hear joy and gladness;
that the bones which thou hast broken may rejoice.
9 Hide thy face from my sins,
and blot out all mine iniquities.
10 Create in me a clean heart, O God;
and renew a right spirit within me.
11 Cast me not away from thy presence;
and take not thy holy spirit from me.
12 Restore unto me the joy of thy salvation;
and uphold me with thy free spirit.
13 Then will I teach transgressors thy ways;
and sinners shall be converted unto thee.
wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow.
8 Make me to hear joy and gladness;
that the bones which thou hast broken may rejoice.
9 Hide thy face from my sins,
and blot out all mine iniquities.
10 Create in me a clean heart, O God;
and renew a right spirit within me.
11 Cast me not away from thy presence;
and take not thy holy spirit from me.
12 Restore unto me the joy of thy salvation;
and uphold me with thy free spirit.
13 Then will I teach transgressors thy ways;
and sinners shall be converted unto thee.
14 Deliver me from blood-guiltiness, O God, thou God of my salvation:
and my tongue shall sing aloud of thy righteousness.
15 O Lord, open thou my lips;
and my mouth shall shew forth thy praise.
16 For thou desirest not sacrifice; else would I give it:
thou delightest not in burnt offering.
17 The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit:
a broken and a contrite heart, O God, thou wilt not despise.
and my tongue shall sing aloud of thy righteousness.
15 O Lord, open thou my lips;
and my mouth shall shew forth thy praise.
16 For thou desirest not sacrifice; else would I give it:
thou delightest not in burnt offering.
17 The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit:
a broken and a contrite heart, O God, thou wilt not despise.
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