He came to change things about.

Every once in a while, (mayhaps more often than I might like,) I feel a bit down. It’s times like that I reflect on how worthless I am. It’s part of having introspective, self-analyzing elements in my personality. Combine that with chronic low self esteem, and a more than a tiny penchant for the melodramatic and eloquent, shiny words, and you’ve got an individual who fancies himself a bit of a… how shall I say… a poet?


Probably not.

But, at any rate, I do, from time to time write things to get thoughts down on paper. Sometimes, writing them even completes the thoughts for me, as they’re often half-cocked in my head. And sometimes I get the feelin that some other folks might be feelin’ likewise similarly to me, and I feel some kind words thrown their way might do them some good.

So, if you’re one of those people like me who feels down and out a lotta the time, or even if it’s just an occasional downtrodden state, you might take something from this next series of words.

It’s about  admittance of guilt, about realizing our true position in the world, and the true nature of the world, and the true nature of the relationship that God has made with us.

It’s a pretty simple scheme, this one, no complicated verses, just a lot of repetition. There’s not really a title either, so, enjoy.

I, am a sinner

I, am a killer

I, am a dead man

I, am not worthy

Of forgiveness


Jesus, you came down

Jesus, you have died

Jesus, you suffered

Jesus, you paid for

Every sin


I, have betrayed you

I, have hated you

I, have screamed at you

I, have run from you

Yet you love me


God, you have saved me

God, you have forged me

God, you have changed me

God, you have made me

Something different


I, want to live now

I, want to heal now

I, want to grow now

I, want to stand now

Bathed in your blood


God, you persevere

God, you fight with me

God, you break my strength

God, you hold me up

When I fall down


I, trip in my walk

I, stumble and fall

I, tell you to leave

I, turn and run from

Your piercing eyes


God, help me to walk

God, help me to fight

God, help me to live

God, help me to spread

Your word to worlds


I, will fight with you

I, will fight for you

I, will fight onward

I, will fight against

All in this world


God, you can save them

God, you will use me

God, you rescue them

God, they can live now

And never die.


It reminds me a lot of this verse, which has helped me a lot recently, to rely on god and not think so highly of myself.

2 Corinthians 4:7-12 –

7 But we have this treasure in jars of clay to show that this all-surpassing power is from God and not from us. 8 We are hard pressed on every side, but not crushed; perplexed, but not in despair; 9 persecuted, but not abandoned; struck down, but not destroyed. 10We always carry around in our body the death of Jesus, so that the life of Jesus may also be revealed in our body. 11 For we who are alive are always being given over to death for Jesus’ sake, so that his life may also be revealed in our mortal body. 12 So then, death is at work in us, but life is at work in you.

Hopefully this can help out someone. Lemme know if you enjoyed it.

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