02 April 2017

psalm 33

psalm 33

nothing in my hands
in my head, in my heart
is good or worthy or true
I am crumpled, broken
fallen from the start
my eyes so often blinded
to my helplessness
forgetting to run back to You
I stagger, lurch and tumble
on ice too thin to hold
what was lost, then found
still foolishly seeks to stand alone
when only by Your grace
do I still breathe to praise Your name




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