Sustain in me a willing spirit.

I've asked for the joy
so many times,

But it's only gone when
the spirit is unwilling
and I exit salvation to
my own shame,
and pain.

What is this indulgence
in degradation?
Why must I not delight
in the fruits of cleanliness,
honest study of truth and
its symbiotic counterpart;
love, from which it will not be prised?

So for the sake of the joy
of walking in salvific truth
and with the endless reserves
of the love with which
I was bought and freed,
grant in me a willing
and generous spirit
that my steps may bring you joy.

A poetic reflection on Psalm 51:12 written 30/05/12. Please listen to my spoken word and musical interpretation: (also please excuse the poor timing on the guitars at points)


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