Swing low, sweet chariot
Oh Lord how I long to go home
Swing low, oh sweet chariot
Lord please carry me home
Do not put me down, do not take me out-
Oh Lord, please carry me home
Set my feet upon the rock, Oh Lord,
Oh Lord please carry me home
Pick me up out of the pit-
Oh Lord, please carry me home
Swing low, Lord, swing low
For that is where I am found
You are high, and I am low
Low upon the ground
Do not remove me, do not destroy me
Remember your covenant
Remember your Son
Do not withold your rebuke, Oh Lord
I am in your hands.
Swing low with your mighty chariot, my Lord
Come and carry me home
Do not deny me your instruction
Do not withold your love
Though you are fierce in anger
You will not break your covenant
For you are the Lord
And you have sworn by your own name.
Remove from me my shame oh Lord
Whether in comfort or in fire
Rip the scales from off my flesh
And embolden my desire.
As far as the east is from the west-
So make my sin from thee
As far as the east is from the west-
So make my sin from me.
Swing low, sweet chariot
Come and carry me home
Swing low, sweet chariot
Oh Lord, show me the way back home.
“My grace is sufficient for you, for My strength is made perfect in weakness.” -II Corinthians 12:9
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1 comment:
Joseph
This poem reads like a song, I can almost hear the music. I really like it, there is much truth in it too, like the rest of your poems. It's good to see you are bloging again. :) I hope you enjoy the movie tonight and I hope you have a great day tomorrow.
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