Reward for the Righteous
Vague lives not sure what they are being lived for.
Loved and needed to the one.
Captured and used to the other.
Is this what life is for?
Where is the rest?
I want more.
Mend me, O Lord.
Make me better than ever before.
To you, I cast my doubts.
I give you the broken pieces,
All the shattered parts.
Create in me a new heart.
Give me the light of life.
I will sing to you,
For your tender mercies endure forever.
Violence assaults my sensitivities.
Anger consumes me.
Indifference with no compassion.
Must it continue this way?
Surely there is a reward for the righteous;
Surely there is a God who judges on earth.
To you, my Lord, I moan for mercy,
Begging for deliverance,
Groaning for strength to praise your name.
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