Tuesday, February 13, 2007

They were powerful words and spoken well;

Properly weighted as they fell

Through funnel ears and down the spout;

Flowing...crashing... swirling about;

Stirring up the sediment sin

Layered deep over the years within,

And, oh, that rising flood of grace

Overflowed as tears upon my face,

And through the tears He heard me say

"Please, oh Lord, wash my sins away."

1 comment:

Annie said...

That is a powerful, beautifully painted picture. I can just about taste it,and the memories- I have experienced it.
And then, Oh the Joy that flooded my soul....
Thanks, Josh