Oh God
Oh how I fail and how I falter
Before God, I come to the alter
depraved such a man
that is me I am here
Look at my sin
taste my fear
For I can do no good on my own
And each day I defame
the glory of His throne
Oh God above oh God on High
Remove the log and speck from my eye
For I cannot see you when the shades of my sin
Veil the heavens with an opaque like tin
And God if I try to come to you
I fall back to earth
Even if I flew
The damage of my sin would blind me
And I'd fall back to what binds me
Oh God above oh God on high
Can you hear my voice beyond the sky
I am a child here in the night
Can you shed some illumining light
and warm the darkness from my heart
In the woods cold and bitter
I have been from the start
All goodness leaves me
to litter itself and deceive me
For I cannot grasp it
And I have nearly froze in this ice
Falling for that which would entice
But wishing to feel heat
This Lord I entreat, can my goodness
bring me near to Your seat
Or even your feet?
But if not
It is better to die here
Away from you forever
and sins ugly smear
But even that is queer
For as my day is drawing near
I will end up one day
with the gods I deem dear
Look at my sin
Taste my fear
This fear this cry
This fading light
Reminds me of nights not long ago
This pain this doubt
All about
Only and simply grows
Unless there is a High Priest
Oh how I fail and how I falter
My great High Priest goes to the alter
Through His blood I am saved
That was me that was here
But He took my sin
and tasted my fear
And He did good, He is God alone
Now He sits to the right
Of the Father’s throne
Oh God above oh God on high
Keep the log and speck from my eye
That I may see You and hate my sin
My mind above brings heaven within
And by grace I am ushered to You
This earth is only the home of my tomb
Still the glories of Your grace woo me
For how could it be that You would choose me
Oh God above oh God on high
You’ve revealed truth to destroy the lie
To call me child in the night
You rose again with power bright
A heart You’ve given me anew
And though I falter
Though things I rue
Your Son took the flood and the fire and the death
That with each day I would have new breath
and breathe in the grace of life
On account of the lamb raised up, the sacrifice
This second Adam now I know
Fear is a fairy-tale
From infancy long ago
Assurance is the treasure beyond any measure
Of trusting in the High Priest
With no more tears in dried eyes
We shall see at that feast
The purpose of reality the one who made death cease
And eternally know eternal Peace
He took my sin
And now He’s near
There is never again reason to fear
This poem is about:
Me