The Weight of Chains

Fragile failure left to die
with short-lived victories for bread
and hope a distant hazy sight
that may not ever come to be.

Here us now and give us rest
and turn our hearts and minds and strength
give us life let us repent
and not be bound again.

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A Glimpse of Hell Now Very Present

We delved in dark to flee the light
And did not trust from up above
and though so close to victory
we jumped right down the hole.

Our screams descended fast as night
And life was gone before we blinked
And landing with a crunch of bones
We felt the pain of sin.

We thought that we could ease our pain
And make it flee just for a while
and so we made it grow again
And now a monster lives with us.

Down in the hole we are not heard
except perhaps by God himself
but he had warned us many times
and we jumped down the same.

Our cries are mute to most above
The heavens a fading memory
And as we think on what we’ve done
Hope seems very small.

That Holds Us Back

“Bless me now for I have sinned,”
A phrase that strikes right to the heart
And in the waning firelight
Takes the whole to find a part.

All the tempting that we do
And we wonder why we fail
But blaming others keeps the lies
That comfort us in our own jail.

It’s funny how we make excuse
For this and that and this here too
Fear is like a firing squad
That tells us just what we should do.

Stubble In The Field

Do I dare to dream again?
dream in sin like the hopeless lot
Cut off soldiers in the field
with empty magazines.
Do I need a helping hand
Or the crack of speeding whips
Do I need something I’d find,
Find outside
Myself?

I get lost within my mind
Fearing everything that’s real
Dying faster locked inside
Lost and lost and lost…

The Spirit came
and I kneeled down
and so I go to pray
take this broken sinner Lord
and scoop the dross away.

Running To Drop

My sin hunts me like a dog
It chases me in the alleys and the countryside
Over hills and through the moors
And you cannot escape your heart.

Lord have mercy.

In the good times
and the bad
always running
always.

Christ have mercy.

In exhaustion I come to pray
I cannot run no more
Massa save and make me whole
Dog eats dog to pieces.

God have mercy.

In the hour that has come
Let me find you there
In the hour that I live
Let me be alive.

Jesus…