Pride
How much is it
To break a man's heart
Until it turns ice cold?
A thin slip of ice over Grace
Can crystallize deep
Without the Blessing of Water
How much is it
To temper acold a man's heart
Until it turns to steel?
Layers of rust
Moves deeper and deeper
To cover the Blood of Life
Some hearts more clear than others
Cracks of the glorious fight
Lay visible to the eye
Some hearts opaque with darkness
As if it has long been made
Of coldness...not flesh
How much, oh how much Mother,
Can a man's heart
Grow hard in pride
As if love never entered
Mother, how much vanity
Can a man's heart hold onto
Until the thorn
Pierces His soul deep
And it cries for salvation
Or has it already?
For in the beginning,
Pride was our sin
And in generations henceforth;
Pride is passed on
And oh, how it calls upon its friends
From the abyss
To lead astray
In our dark intellects
Play questions that strive to stir our hearts
To rid of the Light of Love
How they play Mother,
How they play...
Even promises of salvation
Can be clouded with pride
"To be a saint"
My lips dare say
The evil one offers
My name resound in generations to come
How vain of me, my Lord
To think of such enticing
How vain, my Lord
Forgive me...
Forgive us...
For breaking ourselves for ourselves
In Your word, we lean not
And when graced, how soon
We turn to stone
And hold onto Your merciful blessings
As our making
Can we Lord be deserving still of You?
Can we Lord still deserve to return Home?
Oh sing thy heart, then sing!
Stir up the Living Water in thy soul
Cry for the Lord and lay your case
For He'll rather have You that
Than you be lifeless of indifference
How hard can a heart be
Tell me...
How hard can one's heart be
Brother, sister, how hard can your heart be?
If the Lord shall give you signs
That you ask,
Still, doubt pierces your heart.
Then you ask again with a vain heart.
His most pure heart, you pierce
And He bleeds, He bleeds
To cleanse your never-ending iniquity
With His love
How much more do you pierce Him
With your hard heart
Until you're satisfied?
Each time, you will to make heavy
The heart no longer flesh
Until it sinks to darkness.
Where has your pride taken you
But to death, each day
Here and now,
You choose...
Break and be alive!
Alive in Him
April 26, 2015
