суббота, 18 августа 2018 г.

Upgrade

Upgrade my faith
Upgrade my heart
And make it love
Like You did that.

Upgrade. Renew
The depth of care,
Compassion, mindfulness
Wherever

I go, pick in
And then I see
The need, the pain
And misery.

Upgrade.

My selfish heart
Is swayed away
By nasty smell
Or look, or say.

I'm disgusted
By the mud
And dirt and germs
And poor heart.

I am.

How poor am I then!

Renew, remake,
May love go deep
Soak in the roots
And may they keep

The Savior's love
For renegade
For one abandoned
Disengaged.

My heart may break
For one like this
Or I'm broken,
I'm not His.

Andre Anokhin
18.08.2018

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