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Thursday, September 04, 2008

Compared to you

Compared to you, O God, I am just scum.
The vast wonders you have created are endless.
Yet, you tell me to come.
Come into your presence.


Compared to your love, I am pitiful.
I do not deserve it in the least.
I can't even begin to comprehend how you love so easily.
I fall to my knees in amazement. I lift my hands to you.

You could toss me aside, but you love me unconditionally.
When I am scum, you beautify me.
You cleanse me.
You love me.

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