Hide me from guilt and shame
from history erase my name
But that was not your purposeful aim
broad shoulders now toiling in constant pain
Father of many nations
of all creation
bound to earthen clay and world's formation
wondering what could have been... awaiting salvation
There will surely be
a second me
who will walk perfectly
in purest harmony
He'll win the hearts of motley masses
healing will radiate wherever he passes
living, serving, with ferocious passion
a historical legacy he'll mark everlasting
Come quickly to redeem what was lost
Only you can fathom the ultimate cost
My heart your words have embossed
Even though away from your direct presence I am tossed
You walked with me in the dew of the morning
for you I was always adoring
Who could have realized such forewarning
Who could have fathomed such coming scorning
Alas we'll meet again and you I will embrace
Your eyes will be filled with such immeasurable grace
Eternal presence at last in glorious space
Redeemed and snatched from flames a portion of the human race
About the Creator
Rowan Finley
Father. Academic Advisor. Musician. Writer. Aspiring licensed mental health counselor. My real name is Jesse Balogh.
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