BUT THERE IS HOPE

We worship knowledge and success

Bow down to gods of status;

Love information overload

And all the worldly matters.

Negativity lines our string of speech

And we’re quick to criticize,

But what we fail to observe

Is the plank in our own eyes.

Slander, gossip, lustful thoughts

Are necklaces we wear,

As angry words and disputes

Become too much to bear.

We repay evil for evil

Revenge becomes an art,

Till our consciences are seared

And we cannot feel our heart.

Amidst all this we do believe

That we’re pure in our own eyes,

But the fact is all these things belong

In our hearts and are disguised.

A contrite and repented heart

Is the medicine we need,

As we avoid all foolish talk

And all wrong types of seed.

As we feed on all things pure

This will cultivate our minds;

Renew and cleanse our precious hearts

And leave the past behind.

God gives us much peace and joy

And great power to overcome,

As we surrender all to Him

New creations we become.

This is the hope we are to share

As truly there’s no other;

To place our trust in our heavenly God

To love Him and one another.

(C) P.B. 2013

“If we say that we have no sin we deceive ourselves and the truth is not in us. If we confess our sins, He is faithful and just to forgive us our sins and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness.” 1 John 1:8-9

“Hypocrite! First remove the plank from you own eye, and then you will see clearly to remove the speck from your brother’s eye.” Matthew 7:5

“All the ways of a man are pure in his own eyes, but the Lord weighs the spirits.” Proverbs 16:2