I stand in a river
that flows with the sins of many men
Plenty of them are my own
As the water winds down below
these jagged rocks that cut my feet
I seek the peace and stillness that awaits me
at the end of this creek
I find a Man who stands to greet me
I feel unworthy of His hands
they're so clean
and mine are so tainted
as are my lips
But I find the courage to whisper this....
"Forgive me Father."
Take me into Your bliss
for in such a time as this.... I need You.
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