CONFESSIONS

CONFESSIONS

WRITTEN BY JOY EKPO

Time Flies And as we make our confessions, Clips of the old man flashes the memory in a nano. And I suddenly could remember Those days You were shamed and mocked. Still recounting the times I drove off to my destination and the pride and confidence soaring all high in my delusion.

When my boast in riches found solidity in vain assurance, I was taking back the very life I gave to you in abundance. And now, here I am A reformed betrayer. Back to that bleeding wooden frame Boasting in the finished work extended to my soul. For redemption welcomed me to righteousness.

So here I lay my future down. Not in my strength but in Yours. I find all my pride; For You are all I need and that need is now. So we cry nearer Landry our spirit from the stains of unholiness and chizzle our minds with the rod of godliness. We cry nearer Change our records and purify the folders of our heart.

As we draw closer to Your bleeding side, Nearer Let us stay in this place and remain here. And let seeking Your face become our daily bread.