Now I see where I went wrong.
Beliefs I held were far from grace.
My hand in lives became their fall,
I crushed their pain with wanton lies.

Ominous grace as judgement passed,
My faith has become my one regret.
My eyes were blind to the pain they felt,
But now I see my hardened past.

For who can love but God alone?
The fruit I offered was far from gone.
"Behold the righteous!  Behold her zeal!"
My face was masked with haughty prayer.

Behold the righteous?  Behold her zeal?

I'm sorry, Lord....

I hurt your people.