Poezja

Oh, my Lord...

Once again I'm dirty with sin.
I need to cleanse my fallen mind
with the beauty of your Word.

My desire is turned towards You -
Yet my flesh remains weak,
reflecting a lack of discipline.

Please chastise me, your child
and spare not your rod of correction.
Cover me with your forgiveness and grace
as I begin anew each day, trying to mature.

Oh, my Lord... please cleanse me.



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