Lord, paint my words out of existence
For things I have said I’d withdraw
Please take up a brush for I’m now in a fuss
Paint Your blood over what I said before.
Words were said when I was so angry
They were said when my feelings were hurt
I was looking at life from my point of view
And now they seem cruel and curt.
I wish I could just click ‘delete’ now
And what I have said disappears
But they’ve already crept into somebody’s heart
And their pain and mine’s growing here.
So Lord paint my words out of existence
While I ask their forgiveness right here
Wash them out with Your blood dear Lord Jesus
I hope my friend knows I’m sincere.
Wyn Barratt Feb 2013