Forever flawed

    I am

     Forever flawed

    My fleece is soiled - ***** unlike the Lamb

             My feet don't walk upon water

           The blind I can not make see

        I'm just a man, a father

  Growing each day like a mighty oak tree

                    Yes I am flawed, yes

      Whilst I may be soiled of sin

           Indiscretions many I confess

I simply pray to not visit those again

         Sure, I'll trip on sin every once and again

                               But....

              Jesus understands the places that I've been

                    He knows my heart is pure

   My flaws are many, but with Jesus I endure

         Wounds are made to heal

              Scars are meant to last

  My imperfectness is a done deal

                   But forward I look without forgetting my past