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9 July 2011

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The Power of Man's Will (Poem)

Son of Adam sin he craves
 While the sea seeks not of thrill
 Yet momentum gave it waves
 Like the power of man's will

O' Lord,
 I wish I could control my desires and all my hopes and whims
 And direct my prostration to you from all my heart and limbs

No boat has ever wished to sink
 Yet here we are wet and drenched
 Collapsing, breathless on the brink
 But I thought sin would quench?

O' Lord,
 I wish I could guide my sails and float into your path
 Sometimes this earthly flesh dear Lord only heeds your wrath

Simply routine
 Sin is taken so shamelessly in our stride
 We grow it vast, and plough it clean
 And re-grow and plough again in pride

O' Lord,
 I wish I could grow your love and harvest it with care
 But at times this earthly flesh dear Lord simply cannot bare

The tongue allures with the softest of words
 Yet that same tongue sternly berates
 A falcon one day, a dove another
 Hypocrisy, our soul it desecrates

O' Lord,
 I wish I could control this tongue and the things it has to say
 Sometimes this earthly flesh dear Lord so much gets in the way

Who deserves a thousand burns from the sun?
 Because the devil has written his fate
 A fate in which he cannot run
 Only to suffocate

O' Lord,
 I wish I could rewrite my life and all the things I've done
 Every word I've murmured, every sentence I've begun

One still seeks comfort from what's between
 The book, wisdom that exudes from its walls
 Untouched, lost, forgotten and unseen
 Words that amaze, mesmerize and enthrall

O' Lord,
 I wish I could take in your book and cover it with my soul
 Sometimes this earthly flesh dear Lord so much loses control

In that darkness one awakens
 To see a tiny ray of light
 A warmth of glow that beckons
 And dispels away the night

Lord,
 I wish I could not stray away from your boundless gracious love
 Sometimes this earthly flesh dear Lord thinks he's got enough

Son of Adam's sin lead him to the grave
 While the sea went back to still
 He became his own mans slave
 Through the power of man's will.

O' Lord,
 I wish if I see another morning, another chance you give
 To help me shed this human flesh, and for You I only live

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