On Your Holy Mountain, before the prophet Moses;
You inscribed on the tablets of stone;
“Thou shall not have any other gods before me”
Yet there are thousand gods before us,
Lord, won’t you forgive us for such misdeeds?
You wrote with your own finger tips,
“Remember the Sabbath day to keep it holy”
But we, these inhabitants of your created world;
Mocked you and made your Sabbath Unholy
With our man made customs and traditions;
Lord, won’t you give us another chance to change?
I know, I believed that you can do all things;
I know, I learned that you can forgive all sins;
I heard they speak, by faith in you we shall live;
So Lord, forgive us all, as you know we often fall;
And give us burning desire and hope of your soon coming;
Leading at the foot of your cross for contrite confession.
By Litton Prosad Mowalie
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