I wander through my mind,
go from room to room
and in each one I find
a mop and a broom.
In the room of transgression,
with all its dirt and grime
I sweep away all my sins
He washes away my crime.
In the room of worry,
with all its anxious fears
I sweep away my concerns
He washes away my tears.
In the room of sorrow,
with all the loss I’ve known
I sweep away my grief,
He washes away my groan.
In the room of troubles,
with all its weight and pain
I sweep away my faults
He washes away the stain.
In the room of doubt,
with every regret and qualm
I sweep away my disbelief
He washes me with His calm.
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Psalm 51:2
King James Version
“Wash me throughly
from mine iniquity,
and cleanse me
from my sin.”
Copyright 2013
Deborah Ann Belka
May 26th, 2016 at 12:00 PM
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February 11th, 2013 at 12:47 PM
Beautiful limericks
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February 12th, 2013 at 5:39 AM
Thank you and may God bless you always!
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February 10th, 2013 at 11:32 PM
Very wonderful! God bless you abundantly–love, sis Caddo
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February 10th, 2013 at 7:33 PM
This is so beautiful! I think it should be framed . .made into a poster . .. something! haha! Thank you and God bless you!
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February 10th, 2013 at 1:54 PM
What a beautiful picture of the Lord and his grace!
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February 10th, 2013 at 6:24 PM
I’ve got a lot more rooms to go through . . . these are just the start. When I am done hopefully I will be squeaky clean and ready to meet my Savior!
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