my festering flesh consummed with desire
On worldy slop my soul has fed
with snakes and dogs I've shared my bed
Oh how far from her Shepherd
this lamb had been led
With each passing day the darkness grew;
my wicked, black heart was willful and lewd
as I danced in the pen with Satan's own brood
Our Heavenly Father I chose to betray
so I could do things my own selfish way
In folly, death I invited
for my loyalty among
many masters I had divided
How many lashes
did You receive in my name?
Which stroke of the hammer
paid the price for my stain?
On the road to Calvary You willingly
carried the weight of my shame
Oh, what a loving and faithful God You are
You led me back home, though I drifted far
Oh, how kind and forgiving You are to me
With your blood You have
washed away all of my sins
And now my days I devote to thanksgiving
for a God so amazing and truly forgiving
Copyright 2007 Beatriz Oliver