_—For all have sinned and fall short of the glory of God, and all are justified freely by his grace through the redemption that came by Christ Jesus._
__Romans 3:23-24 NIV__
I'm in a knot of those lies
A rope around my neck,
A couple soul ties,
But tell me Lord if I never once tried
I've got ash in my throat, and dust in my voice
As the dirtiest talk could never cleanse my soul
I'm a cannon for words; shooting out what I think,
Not so boastful as most, but it boosts my ego if nobody knows
I'm a shadow's bone, as my flesh is a cage
And doing what feels so right in a moment, leaves me with shame
I'm a closet of pain,
Wearing the secrets of my skeletons
A teary eye of yesterday's happenings;
Tormenting me in the day's emptiness
_...I am a sinner_
And this could be more than a verse,
Equal as it is to being a sinner's prayer
Still in those regards,
Which imperfect human doesn't need a saviour?
Feb 26, 2023
Feb 26, 2023 at 12:22 PM UTC
_—For all have sinned and fall short of the glory of God, and all are justified freely by his grace through the redemption that came by Christ Jesus._
__Romans 3:23-24 NIV__
I'm in a knot of those lies
A rope around my neck,
A couple soul ties,
But tell me Lord if I never once tried
I've got ash in my throat, and dust in my voice
As the dirtiest talk could never cleanse my soul
I'm a cannon for words; shooting out what I think,
Not so boastful as most, but it boosts my ego if nobody knows
I'm a shadow's bone, as my flesh is a cage
And doing what feels so right in a moment, leaves me with shame
I'm a closet of pain,
Wearing the secrets of my skeletons
A teary eye of yesterday's happenings;
Tormenting me in the day's emptiness
_...I am a sinner_
And this could be more than a verse,
Equal as it is to being a sinner's prayer
Still in those regards,
Which imperfect human doesn't need a saviour?
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