A Good Father
It’s a beautiful thing, Lord
To sit and think
Of your lovely and very kind ways
The way you hover over my heart
And drive the clouds away.
Your whisper is near beckoning clear
“My child, I’ll be good to you.”
For I want you more than you want me
Remember the pain I withstood?
Your grace it is deep
It runs and it seeps
To places I’d rather you not go
But hidden inside is a need that does rise
For your gentle and pure blood to flow.
So take every part and put in Your heart
Until I look more like you
No matter the pain that comes with the rain
A good, good Father are you.
January 19, 2019
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