Defined myself by it, resigned myself to it,
Shrugged myself into believing it truth
Until after a while--when my cloak felt arranged--
I laid myself down in the bed I had made.
When what to my wondering ears should appear?
But the Lord, our Lord, arisen and clear:
When will you take what I say instead?
He says it is done.
He says I am clean.
He says: Take it, it's yours.
He says I am free.
These cycles of fear and the fullness of shame
no longer need to win in these days.
I feel a bit beaten, a bit weary and worn,
but right now I am claiming:
This promise is ours.
[redeem, verb: to free from what distresses or harms; to release from blame or debt; to regain possession or recover ownership;
to convert, restore, atone; to save]
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