After I let sin tear me down, I returned broken-down to you
God, I scabbed my knees repenting to You
I've swallowed my pride and denied myself.
I've rejected this sin and rebuked myself.
I've declared deliverance it in Your name to smite it
I've stayed up all night tossing and turning to fight it.
My house is your temple, so I've sprayed against temptation.
Body of Christ, I'm begging You to lay me bare.
Raze whatever is within me that hides its face from You.
I'm all Yours; let nothing dwell inside me that is not of You.
I've come home to You yet you never left me.
Only You could still love a traitor as a child.
I'm Yours for good, because I know who You are, Jesus.
You know who I am, what I've done, and how many tries I failed You.
Still, Your merciful forgiveness wants to promote me, not punish me.
You call me Your child, and encourage me to Your entrusted good works.
You welcome me just as fatherly as the first time that You saved me.
I love You even when my deceitful heart covets a dying world.
Every person, every breath, every redemption, every opportunity, every day, and every good thing since the beginning are all signs of Your wonderful love.
You are my world; I live my life in You.
God, I've been praying against my archenemy temptation every round.
Every time I'm tried, every time I'm tempted, every time that I cry, and every time that I pray, You are there bearing with me.
Every time, I love You even more.
I only seek to suffer for You.
You comfort me as I worship You.
I raise up Your name for You to be magnified, Jesus.
Please, relay to me what You need me to do to be bound only by Your word.
Tithing to your economy, let me further enrich Your worship with my earnest praises.
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Gospel & Intel by Rhizome Olivia Quondam
Tâm linhThis is a collection of some of my Christian poetry, written over the course of over twelve years. I've gone through denominational changes, so that is reflected in some of my poetry. It contains sermons, analysis, prayers, thoughts, hymns, and psal...
