H. Ray Davis

Cry Out To Heaven

 

Oh dear God. You have set your hand against me and it is no less than I deserve. The blessing you have given me, I have squandered. My flesh moves on me like a crawling thing of the ground. My spirit pours out like water.

You have removed your warmth from me and I can no longer hear your voice in my heart. 

Dear Jesus, take this burden from me. Take my life!

Do what you will with me, but please quicken my soul one last time. Forgive me for embracing the filth of this world. Forgive me oh lord and bless me accordingly to your unfailing love. Let your light shine within my heart, even as you shine within mine.

 

H R Davis

Comments1

  • MaggieF

    Very heart felt poem, I love 'My spirit pours out like water' I hope your God does forgive you, forgive yourself. Maggie



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