Wednesday, February 23, 2011

Regret Is A Cancer.

Can You use me, precious Lord?
Can Your Spirit flow
Right through me as a vessel, Lord
To everyone I know?

Does my life reflect Your love?
In patient, gentle care?
Or do I cause someone to turn
Away, because I’m there?

It’s not enough to do no harm
I yearn to do some good
Do I grieve Your Holy Spirit when
I don’t do the good I should?

I want to be Your servant, Lord
Both a servant and a friend
A vessel clean and always pure
Until my life shall end.

Regret is such a cancer Lord
That eats away at me
I cannot change the wrongs I’ve done
Though You’ve forgiven me.

My past Your Grace has blotted out
My future held by You
I’ll step into Your sunlight
That’s all that I can do.

And in Your sweet enduring love
My heart will rest assured
That You will guide my every step
As long as life endures.


Wyn Barratt.
Feb 2011.

2 comments:

Marja said...

My past Your Grace has blotted out
My future held by You
I’ll step into Your sunlight
That’s all that I can do.

I love those lines Wyn, great poem. Thanks for sharing!!! Blessings to you, my friend. have a great day, bathe in His abundant grace!

wyn said...

Thanks, Marja. You are a great encourager! Did I tell you that I ordered two of your books and they should arrive early next month. Jeff Gorick is having the extra one so your foot will be firmly planted on Canadian soil too. His poor health means that he has plenty of time for reading now, and I know he will be blessed and encouraged.