A PENITENT’S VOICE

With my eyes, I look up to the clouds

 

My heart seeking for redemption,

 

Wondering if it will ever be

 

I gaze endlessly at the heavens,

 

Searching for God’s salvation;

 

Raising my voice so he would hear me

 

And save me from the hands of devourers

 

To him I go crying

 

My voice ringing bitterly

 

With my knees kissing the bare ground

 

From his heavenly throne

 

He looks down to me;

 

Watching every step I take,

 

And hearing every word that eludes my lips

 

My heart is searched,

 

And buried within lies an ocean of sin

 

But true remorse is found,

 

And I be purged with hyssop…

 

And made a new creation.