Feb. 7, 2010
Remember O Lord, Your greatness
With the strength that I threw my enemies into the abyss
The thousands of foes I flayed
The boundless obstacles to waste I laid
When evil cringed at my mighty hands
In thunderous droves I fought till I was last to stand
Yet with little humility I took it as nothing divine
The virtues You’ve gifted; I boasted as mine
But now as I lay bald and blind
As the whips rack, with these stones I grind
Mine enemies laugh at my demise
With body broken and hands tied; I cannot reprise
Yet I look up to You, as I swallow my tears
Give me mercy, undo my fears
This final prayer I ask of You
To Your ungrateful servant please be true
“O Lord God, remember me, I pray thee…this once”
Give me just a little, avenge me from their arrogance
I forget Lord the thousand hills I ran,
This last barricade is all I ask; let it be the most glorious of my hands,
Lest I die wretched, please reprieve me from my affliction,
Hear these cries, award me my last conviction.
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