Routine breeds complacency or so I hear, but don't you know I love you my dear?
You see evil in my eyes and watch my fist clenched and my jaw locked, but you know I am harmless.
I know not this love for if I did you would not even recognize me.
Oh now I see you oh Glory You surround me, and still I do not point to the grace that has covered me in Your blood.
I will never be the same I will never be the same standing in the all consuming fire that is Your righteousness.
As my darkness is expelled I disintegrate in Your hands.
I hear no cheers or see any tears;therefore, I shall keep walking in the suffering here and keep scraping my fist across the ground and I will scream so loud.
I pray I will quit beating my chest, and flexing my muscles, my God I hate me!
Oh I want to hide from you but every single morning you stare my in the eyes, and you know I cannot ignore you, I mean I hear I think I am logical.
I am so deprived of holiness, and so ugly.
You are right to want me out of your life, but I thank God he forgives me because he deserves to pass that judgment on my soul, yet He loves me and when I rest my head that is all I have some nights...most nights.
Look into my eyes again am I still the same?
I stare into my eyes and the mirror still beckons the same ugly image I wished to be martyred and I prayed for a righteous death, but You know that is too easy for me.
I want to hide in a cave, so You want to make me a leader?
Lord I wish I could say I shared your sense of humor.
I have slain the prophets and now she storms towards me with her sword, but I will gird up my loins and stand tall! I will not retreat this time Lord for You my God are my strength, and no matter how deep the sword cleaves into my neck, no matter how much blood spills from my wounds I will never doubt that you will display Your glory.
When You are near I pray I will be the mirror.
When I have nothing I pray You will be all I desire.
I don't know when this will stop.
I doubt I will sleep tonight, but Your glory is too important to ignore.
