Fallen
I wanted to be the best you ever had.
Now, I am a lonesome, loathsome cad.
I once drank in Your holy truth.
Now, I drown myself in gin and vermouth.
I told others of the sacrifice you gave.
Now, it is my soul You need to save.
I sang the power of the Blood
Then dragged you Name through the mud.
Even though my shame is a continual burn,
Like Peter, to whom else can I turn?
I contemplate the wasted years
Hanging my head in bitter tears.
Doctrine and verses can be placed into a head.
Promises and vows can be easily said.
Man gave me my theology and degree.
Father, make Yourself real to me.
Lord, upon Your Name and Son I am callin'!
Only you can raise me from this pit where I've fallen.
I've read of Your eternal love and grace.
Lord, let me see Your precious face!
Sep 24, 1994 RES