Through a Dirty Window
Soiled, Dusty, Grime
What I see is obscured
Everyday within.
Lord, I suspect you have not created a scene grey, without life.
But what I view is concealed, under this stained sight.
I wish to see the world like you.
Shiny, cleaned and clear.
Full of life and happiness.
Absent from sin.
Help me see the world anew, cleanse me from the start.
Only with your holy hands, will I be able to see the world uncontaminated. As do