I Pray this Would be the Time

Many false commitments 

That were not true to form.

Many false confessions

That not to Christ conformed.

Many empty chatters

That ne’er went anywhere.

Many lies, deceptions,

And not the truth was shared.

Many staged professions

Of faith, faith not sincere.

Many times admissions

Of sin, not truth in gear.

Many are such wand’rings

Of those who not repent.

They go through the motions

And yet their knees not bent.

Fakery is with them,

So much a part of them,

That truth they do not

Separate from lies, oh man!

Many times they’d say they’d changed, 

but no, they did not.

Many times they’d dance around

The truth, when on the spot.

Truth and lies so much a part

Of who they really are.

Even though they know the truth,

The truth from them is far.

It will take a miracle

Of God’s grace to see change,

But miracles are what God does,

For that, He can arrange.

An Original Work / September 4, 2022