When I stare intently at myself
A reflection not always meek
Righteousness of God I’ve sought
Slow to anger, slow to speak
I see a spirit ready to be taught
O` Father! Convicting is your mirror
Rapid anger and a sharp tongue
Weapons of a deceitful heart
But my reflection is still young
And your Mercy, a daily start
My Face, staring back at me
Adjustments surely to be made
Husband and father I yearn to re-flect
A man, who remembers, does not fade
One who can lead and pro-tect
O` Father, help adjust my reflection
Thank you for I am not the man I was
But I’m not the man I yearn to be
Father I pray to be a man that does!
A reflection of His death on the tree
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