The Sinner's Prayer
Lord, aren't you tired? I ask not because I judge, Lord I ask because of them, I am a part I sin over and over, repeatedly And now I'm losing my conscience. I know that I do wrong, yet I go ahead and do it anyway Because I know of Your grace. After first I felt remorseful, Now even that is gone So is Your presence. The prayer is routine and meaningless, said because I know what I have done And not because I regret Lord, aren't you tired? I forget sometimes that I'm made in Your image This means You feel, too, the pain and the hurt and the jealousy and the fear and all the rest like I do when others hurt me. Please, Lord don't be tired Because the day You tire is the day we die. I want to surrender, I really do Because the alternative, I do not wish to think about So then Lord, since I need You to please You, to love You, to live for you, to...,to...,to... I give to you my heart, my mind, my body, my soul, my breath... I don't know how we