In the comfert of my king
Tuesday, August 28, 2007 8:56:10 AM |
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In the comfort of my king.
I lie my head.
He peace and love sing me to sleep.
I wake and I look beyond.
And it appears as tho the grass is greener.
On the fields beyond.
So I leave my king .
And I venture off into distant land.
I find my destination and I look down as the grass.
And I find it was nothing more then rotting leaves.
So I venture back to the presents of my king.
He asks why I left.
I ashamed to answer lower my head.
And he asks once more.
I respond.
I thought there was something better.
He looks at me in grief and sadness.
I ask him to forgive me.
I ask for Grace.
He responds .
You deserve no such thing.
But I give it unto you anyway.
For when you ventured off .
I didnt turn my head.
On the contrary I did not sleep I did not tire.
I watch fervently for my son to come home.
And as your head poked up over the hill and I saw you were coming home.
I dashed to meet you and I embraced you in love.
But so consumed you were with your own self pity.
You did not see me coming.
so I tell you.
be repentant but do not be fooled, when you fall, stand up, run for my glory.
im not done with you yet.
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