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Father in deep despair my soul is broken my heart is bare.

I give you the emptiness of me without borders of any kind.

Stripped of my ways and naked with shame I lift up my eyes to you.

My flesh is weary and weak my spirit man is travailing for your touch.

Lost in the image of my righteousness I give myself to you for restoration.

My mind is in need of heaven's glory that shapes the thoughts of lives.

Search my eyes of deceit and crown me with your holiness.

I beseech you Father of all things bring my being with the hands of tenderness.

Your unconditional agape love I am in need of to heal my foolishness.

Fortify me with the knowledge of your throne that I might rest in you.

Take this body of dust and fashion it into a spirit of your holiness.

Hold me in your season of justification; shape me in your tranquil gentleness.

Let the sanctification of your salvation make me over in you.

On my knees of repentance I trust in your steadfast words of immoveable and abounding in your hands.

Release me into your fiery furnace of cleanliness that I might lift up your holy name.

Cause me to burn in the desires of my thoughts while you wash me clean.

Shine your light throughout my being so that I can light my path of darkness.

Take away the stubborn defilements of my words and replace them with your sweet words of honeycombs.

Caress the prideful winds of my ways so that I might walk upright in your ways.

Create in me a clean heart oh GOD and renew a right spirit within me.


Written by Theodore Mosley

September 11,2019

Wednesday, September 11, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: inspiration,inspirational,inspire,inspired
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Kostas Lagos 11 September 2019

Loved this poem... to my list

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