I Am Unworthy

Personal (Hope)

I am beyond forgiveness;
my sins, more to count
than the hairs on my head.

Yet you nailed every last one
to the cross that day
above your bleeding body.

“I am unworthy.”
Through cracked voice,
I confess my insufficiencies.

I keep on falling and
I would never expect you
to pick me up every time.

But you will if I ask;
you know the only thing
I need to cope is you.

The only reason I hope,
the only face I long
to see when I wake.

“You are worthy.”
Through piercing voice,
I heard you loud and clear.

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