Just wanted to say something for God here.
As weak and pittifull as I am He has still always taken up my slack. As far as I could reach for Him as not even to my roof. Yet His hand reached from the highest heaven down to me.
My knees fell under the load of sin and shame. But He took them off of me and nailed them to a tree. Now I walk in this world and the filth of it still cleves to me. Yet He cleans me.
I desire to follow Him, yet I know my state is weak and pittifull. And yet He makes up for my slack. He cloths me in His rightuosness. And His rod and staff comfort me. For I lean on His staff as a walking stick. And His rod defends me, even if it is used against my flesh. I will trust in Him always.
He is the bridge that spans the gap. My what A God I serve.
I Love you Father. I love you.
As weak and pittifull as I am He has still always taken up my slack. As far as I could reach for Him as not even to my roof. Yet His hand reached from the highest heaven down to me.
My knees fell under the load of sin and shame. But He took them off of me and nailed them to a tree. Now I walk in this world and the filth of it still cleves to me. Yet He cleans me.
I desire to follow Him, yet I know my state is weak and pittifull. And yet He makes up for my slack. He cloths me in His rightuosness. And His rod and staff comfort me. For I lean on His staff as a walking stick. And His rod defends me, even if it is used against my flesh. I will trust in Him always.
He is the bridge that spans the gap. My what A God I serve.
I Love you Father. I love you.