I wrote this poem during worship on Sunday, I thought it was a little strange because it didn’t really align with anything I was feeling at the moment in my own life, so I was thinking it must be for the encouragement of someone else...is it you?
Dignified
©6-19-11 Hannah McLean
You restore to me
dignity
Where all has been lost
humbled
and oh, the cost!
Shame defacing
what You’ve made
vandalized
and scrutinized
by my own hands and tongue
Where sin has abounded
Grace is greater still
At the foot of Your cross–
where dirt is covered
by Your blood–
what is shredded
made whole by Your gaping wounds
what is too mangled to look upon
made perfect by Your twisted thorns
what is rusted closed
unlocked by Your open arms
You lift me upright
You have died
that I may live
dignified
Tuesday, June 21, 2011
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