God, let us not keep you last. Your word is the only word and the only standard that matters. I feel blessed when I write about you and for you. Dear God, you are perfect in your love, hate, and anger toward us rebels of the United States and other countries. Let us all bow down in shame for our sin.
“Father, I mourn for my sin,
I wish to cast it out,
For it is written,
That if a child of God
Keeps on sinning,
After Jesus made His sacrifice,
Then there are no sacrifices left.”
I again bow my head in shame,
I don’t know why you created me,
But to you and only you,
God be the Glory!
I know how you cannot stand lukewarm christians,
But I am one, one hoping and waiting to be changed,
To a pure heart,
For I hate most of what the world has to offer.
Why don’t people in music or writing,
Ever write anything proclaiming your gospel,
I am ready and waiting to receive
Your chastising punishment to put me in Hell,
I know that it is wrong,
But as the apostle Paul said,
“What I should do, I don’t,
What I shouldn’t do I end up doing.”
That statement alone,
Is enough to make me scream,
“God, purify my heart forever!
Never let me return to sin, never!”
However, God it is your choice,
Whatever happens is for your glory,
Whether it be peace or catastrophe,
Let it come.
In the name of the Sovereign Lord, Jesus Christ. Amen.