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My whitewashed tomb I lie within
Thankful no eyes can penetrate
Other’s just see my outward grin
Inside’s nothing to celebrate
He teaches in the temple each noon
No finger does He point at me
Then why’s my whole heart filled with gloom
I know He sees my blaspheme
For it’s outward I praise my god
Inward I wish He’d go away
Confusion reigns, I’m in a fog
His every word brings dismay
Others humble themselves to Him
They think His words will make them clean
Guaranteed to take away sin
Are they mad or having a dream
How can one make others clean, white
Fools they are, they don’t understand
They wish they may, they wish they might
No, God can’t change the heart of man
Can they see something I do not
They know so little of God’s word
Nay, why should I as well be caught
When years of training have occurred
I see others become as new
With sin how can I become whole
My whitewashed tomb’s now in full view
He looks at me, He knows I know
I must go now, leave Him behind
Why is my heart racing within
Can I escape Him in my mind
His perfect love transcends my sin
Turning, running, bowing, crying
He reaches down raising me to stand
My old self I feel is dying
Love’s pure love from the Son of man
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