I MEAN IT!
We Bitch and Complain
Groan and we Mumble
Stiff necked as we Strain
And many Stumble
And under our Breath
We choose to Mutter
Dying a Slow Death
With words we Utter
Continue to Groan
Caught in this world’s Grasp
His Mercies been Shown
With Christ’s Final Gasp
When Our Ears are Clear
And Our Hearts are Clean
His Spirit We’ll Hear
Our words won’t be Mean
For Our words We Own
Hard hearts are made Meek
In Love we have Grown
Christ’s will we do Seek
When Our Hearts are Crazed
His Will we can’t See
In Spirit..He’s Praised
His Child We can Be!
~PMG~
