Poetry Friday - Thinking of You
God help me think of You best
Not going over my to do list
Or my who's better than who fest
Or my self-centered subconscious
When waves of life cross my path
And no one knows my name
You hold Your face towards me
And wipe away my shame
No gift of mine
No guilty scribe
No praise I lift
Can cross the rift
Until Your blood
Grace like a flood
Washed me whole
Cleansed my soul
Made me new
And more like You
So today I sit here
Thinking of You
Not going over my to do list
Or my who's better than who fest
Or my self-centered subconscious
When waves of life cross my path
And no one knows my name
You hold Your face towards me
And wipe away my shame
No gift of mine
No guilty scribe
No praise I lift
Can cross the rift
Until Your blood
Grace like a flood
Washed me whole
Cleansed my soul
Made me new
And more like You
So today I sit here
Thinking of You
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