Day by Day: A Poem
Day by day...
We go together hand and hand...
in the sun or the rain...
in the happiness or pain...
in the pride or the shame...
You transform me day by day...
As I exhale my sin and inhale your grace,
What a great trade,
My offbeat addictions, for your narrow, steady pace
You filter my soul of impurity,
You show me how to be the real me,
Oh to be a friend of Deity!
Day by Day...
You lay out part of the master plan...
Sometimes I choose to go your way...
Sometimes I choose to go astray...
But still you offer your nail-scarred hand...
in the sun or the rain...
in the happiness or the pain...
in the pride or the shame...
You transform me day by day.