You see me now
You know I've sinned
I've blown it all, Lord
Yet again
I've broken them,
My promises
A fault's been made
And mine it is
I know it brings you pain inside
To turn from you
And feed my pride
So Lord I lift my hands to Thee
God, take this pride away from me
Lord, see my heart from on Your throne
I offer it to You alone
For without You,
Who would I be?
In you alone is my soul free
O, without You,
What could I do?
It's by Your grace I've been renewed
And Father God, please hear my prayer,
Imperfect as I am,
My slate is clean
Because You care
So thank you for your Lamb
|Written May 12, 2011|
* from my first, brief, wholly personal collection, Ignite, being poem #1. Please see the collection page itself.
"A Prodigal's Prayer" was the first of my poems written purely of my own free will (rather than as a school assignment).
A legitimate prayer, APP was written during the time when I was learning about true Grace, the power Christ's sacrifice HAS ALREADY given me (and all believers) over sin, and how to overcome shame, throughout a process by which God slowly broke my then perpetual addiction to *******.
© 2017 A.D. Sifford.
I'm okay with you sharing my poems, but I ask that you show courtesy. Please be honest about the authorship by attributing it to my name. Thank you,
- Sifford