years of promise, left behind
perfect vision, but still walked in blind transgressions w/o attempt to change limped in this land of strange regressed in the journey w/doubts & fear depressed in the convoy, taggin' in the rear a dog returnin' to it's vomit, the past life like a foolish man remarryin' his naggin wife gold always being right before his face sin folded his legs in the race through lovin kindness, mercy, & grace was understanding of the next man lending his hands to other transgressors realization is none, greater or lesser as he forgives he, so shall we forgive we iniquity and shame wont always have a place on the earth surface for love & grace, from him to us shall bring us all back to our place of purpose