Deceitful Decrees

Psalm 120:1 & 2

In a moment of distress we plead with God,
He was could hear me while being a fraud;
Asking to deliver my soul with lying lips,
Along with a deceitful tongue that quips;
O such an evil and wicked web we weave,
With the lips and tongue tend to deceive;
We say that we are for peace as we speak,
And act as though to be humble and meek;
Deep inside being full of greed and hate,
With no patience for helping us to wait;
The desire in waging a war for to fight,
Anyone gets in your way, ready to smite;
You can not expect God to dwell within,
If you are completely full of deceitful sin;
You are thinking that God will provide,
With having all the dirt and clutter inside;
God is not blind, able to see right through,
Seeing if you are to yourself being true;
Clean your closet where skeletons hide,
Confessing giving room for God to abide.

Richard Newton Sherrer

Copyright ©2004 Richard Newton Sherrer

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