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
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