by Elizabeth Hexberg
6/20/2009 / Poetry
How complicated we make Him,
The One who came to Love.
Unconditional,
just you and Him.
The Son of God above.
No strings, no rituals,
just a heart,
open to His voice.
No self to seek,
broken, meek,
longing to Rejoice.
He reaches down to every soul.
Bled for every man.
None above another.
All to say ' I can.'
All to taste His Goodness,
All can start again.
All to touch His vestige
God came down for them.
How untouchable we made Him,
for One who came to heal
The lepers and the outcasts
the hurting and the real.
I know He cries a thousand tears,
for all the webs we weave.
My Jesus whispers to the world,
Repent,
Renew,
Believe.
How simple,
and how beautiful.
He will wash us clean.
Fill the heart with Hope anew.
Wonders to be seen.
Simple things,
like honesty.
Sharing with another.
Unity,
and harmony,
holding up a brother.
Yet we had to mess it up,
Salvation, Gods own Plan.
Denominate and Segregate
Sinful, Prideful man.
Forgive us Father.
All fall short.
Bathe us in Your Grace.
Light of Thee,
Shine Bright and Free,
That All can see Your Face.
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John 11:35,
'Jesus wept.'
I love The Lord,with all my heart, and am nothing,and have nothing, without Him.
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