Father,

I am a child of death harming who I love

my soul is full of sin bringing destruction

what is good I twist and make it harmful

what is pure is perverted and polluted

God, You say my righteousness is filthy

my best goodness to You is shameful

my “good” works are tainted by my lust

my faith on You is in fear and not love

Yet a Child is born to us in Bethlehem

God born in Bethlehem the city of bread

I beg You God let the promised Child

be born again each day of my life here      7/30/2019