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(a psalm of Dylan (Aout 4))

I’m lying here, with my fear, I’ve already died this death before.
Rainy skies not passing by reflect all the things that I have done.
But the Son has come, the Son has come
And paid the price I couldn’t pay.
Don’t assume you’re out ‘cause love has brought you in.
The life I couldn’t live has been given as a gift
For all eternity.

How I wish that it would stop,
I feel so bad with every successive drop.
How can you continue; to grace, you give give give.
How can you continue to forgive?
How many more days until this flesh stops setting up traps?
How long until the war is done and I can relax?
I forget it’s a war.
I forget this is life or death.
I forget that it’s a choice I get to make.
I forget, yet you too have forgotten
You have blotted it out,
You have given us a helper,
You have poured out mercy and justice,
You have given yourself

How I am indebted to you,
Yet you don’t take interest.
How much I owe you daily,
Yet you’ve wiped my debt away.
Why can’t I love and trust you always?
Why do I return to the old ways even after
You’ve made me new?

Lord, I thank you
I thank you that you hear us,
I thank you that you love us,
I thank you for all you’ve done,
I thank you that you care.
I thank you for your promises
I thank you that I can call you Dad,
I thank you forever with my broken heart
I thank you that you are always there.

Fill me again.
Pour living water to overflow from my heart.
Use me in ways I’ve never imagined.
Make my heart thankful, faithful, make it new.
Take the words I sing and make them true.
Help us to move into the places you have prepared for us
Stepping exactly where you want us to.


[I guess this started as a cheesy song (the first couple lines weren't even real. lol, just cliche imagery) and ended up being mostly a prayer, so let's just call this a psalm. lol. because that's what most of the Psalms are anyways, right? A song, a poem, a prayer, an acrostic. lol]