Confession

Confession

(Heavy sigh)

Because you promised you would take
All the sins that I could make
And raise them up on a tree
I give myself to thee.

Remove the fear
Of drawing near
To your side
(Oh, yes, I thought I could hide.)

I do not want to tell you all
For fear that I will fall
Into a dark hole of my own making
Or tremble at my own awaking.

You bid me to confess
All that makes me less
Than I was made to be
In your image, created free.

If I settle for less
And fail to bless
Those right here|
I confess, I confess.

"Take all my sin away,|
bid darkness turn to day,
wipe sorrow's tears away;
oh, let me from this day
be wholly thine."

Moving to the deeper places,

Jeff

The last verse is from the hymn "My Faith Looks Up to Thee"