This piece is dedicated to all those who are homeless, suffering, and without hope.
The next time you see someone on the street and you pass by with a glance of disdain,
remember, there but for the Grace of God...goes you.
God, I am but a sinner
who's known You from afar.
Walking life as if asleep,
been wondering where You are.
I've felt alone a while now,
been suffering, in pain.
Can't pay my bills or feed myself;
I turn to You, in vain.
Been to church to visit You -
the preacher said to pray,
but when I knelt down in the pew
he sent me on my way.
I know my clothes are ragged Lord,
been a week since I could bathe
but I can't help the way I look -
the shelter's been closed for days!
There's lots of folks like me dear Lord;
some much worse off than me.
Your Word says "do acts of kindness" Lord,
so why can't others see
how life can deal a circumstance
to them as well, on any given day?
It doesn't matter who they are
or how hard they may pray.
Guess I shouldn't complain to You
at least I still have my life.
But it doesn't just affect me Lord -
there's my children, there's my wife.
We read our old Bible daily Lord;
we're still a family.
But it gets harder every night
to believe you hear our pleas.
Forgive me for this lapse of faith.
You're our strength God, you're our hope.
Please...throw us out a lifeline Lord.
Pull us up this slippery slope...