Put me back in the water, I'll breathe it in,
For tears fill the water with angst and pain,
Bring forth sanctification for ready sin,
and through it might I live again
May 3
May 3, 2026 at 12:44 PM UTC
Heart hurts and great deception,
Words said with harsh inflection
Find no space in company comfort,
In the grace of God, you stand triumphant.
It is like David, that in our lowest,
Our hearts cry out, in words of poet,
For despite the strength we might display,
Our hearts are easy to decay,
So in this place I sit and pray,
For all the pain to go away.
My heart is weak and not worth saving,
But that is my God's favourite craving.
May 2
May 2, 2026 at 6:42 PM UTC