Lord, Forgive Us For We Know Not What We Do

 

Whispering voices

Heard only in the wind

Temptation

Always seems to lure me in

 

As the blood runs cold through my veins

Evil thoughts seep into my brain

There something inside my heart

That’s dark

And it can’t be tamed

 

You know me

I’m flawed

Broken

I’m an outlaw

 

You know me

I’m not perfect

Low down

Dirty

 

Mercy

Mercy

Have mercy on me

Lord forgive us

For we know not what we do

 

Sweet perfection

Destroyed by my fingers

Mountains crumble at my feet

Uprooted trees trying to thrive without branches

Utter their painful defeat

 

I try to grasp beauty

To hold its wonder in my hand

But it slips through my Fingertips

Like single grains of sand

 

I’m but brush stroke in a picture

A rain drop in a storm

Yet and still a shark in a river

Of a life that’s been forewarned

 

You know me

I’m flawed

Broken

I’m an outlaw

 

You know me

I’m not perfect

Low down

Dirty

 

Mercy

Mercy

Have mercy on me

Lord forgive us

For we know not what we do