Lion-Lamb

Let's trace the tension between surrendering to Creator and the stubborn pull of self-reliance.

Oh, how I’ve prayed my soul be led
by you. But my heart derails
pursuit for truth and seeks control
in ways that will always fail.

When I find myself in darkness —
fraught and frantic — seeking light,
holding fast to burnt out matches
fails when done with my own might.

Self-believing sycophant saved
not by I, but grace alone.
Forgive the inexcusable
me, for now — by you — I’m known.

Grant relief to those afflicted,
butchered spirits set ablaze,
burning with a newfound zeal for
Lion-Lamb’s mysterious ways.

Time and again I’m reminded
of the glorious gift at stake,
of the cataclysmic chasm
you endured for all our sakes.

Root in me compassion for the
walking wounded, tired seeker.
Reveal this truth: your power’s made
perfect as we grow weaker.

What good news that you are risen,
will return to rectify,
and redeem the faithful souls who
died in you. Go, testify.

Grant relief to those afflicted,
butchered spirits set ablaze,
burning with a newfound zeal for
Lion-Lamb’s mysterious ways.

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