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Fri, Apr. 9th, 2004 10:45 pm
Good Friday...

Oh, that my past would remain dormant. Oh, that my past would fade from view. Oh, that I could live in the present. Oh, that I no longer be haunted. If only time could heal completely. If only I could forget. If only I could let go.

But born are my sins upon the cross this day. Yet, I still remember. Paid is my salvation this day. Yet, still the scars remain. Oh, that the cross would wipe my slate. Oh, that past be gone. Oh, that I let it happen.

I cry, oh Lord, deliver me from pain. I cry, oh Lord, hold my head above the waters. I cry, oh Lord, lead me from darkness. I cry, oh Lord, lead me into light. And You hear my cries. And You reach out to me. And You offer Your pierced hands.

Lord, why do I not listen? Lord, why do I not find Your hand? Lord, why do I faulter? Lord, why am I ashamed? Where can I find You, Lord? Where do I go? Where do You want me to be?

I am flawed. I am worn. I am lost. I am a sinner. Yet, You show me grace. Yet, You show me mercy. Yet, You show me love. I cannot repay You. I cannot return Your gifts. I cannot match Your love.

Lord, find me! Lord, help me! Lord, bring me out of shadow! Lord, hold me in Your arms! I am dying. I am loosing. I am lost without You.

You died for me. You carried the cross. You were beaten and scorned. You carried me up. On the cross, You died. On the cross, You bought me. On the cross, I live.

Current Mood: melancholy melancholy
Current Music: "..." -The chaos of life...


Fri, Apr. 9th, 2004 07:06 pm (UTC)

That's truly beautiful. =)

April Lauren
Sat, Apr. 10th, 2004 04:37 am (UTC)

That was very lovely, I appreciated that.

Tue, Apr. 13th, 2004 03:03 pm (UTC)
behold the wood of the cross, where on was hung the Salvation of the world

I recently got addicted to this LJ thing. Just browsing around for other Christians who would like to learn how to sing the English service of Evensong (sung evening prayers). Also- for those interested in things like CS Lewis, Tolkin, celtic saints, sacred chant and polyphony... etc.

I attend a very old style church which worships using the services of the English Reformation, its on NW 21st and Marshal.

Have a wonderful Eastertide.