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Dry Leaves

Dry Leaves

I am like a
man
without strength

Why
do you harden my heart
O, Lord
so that I do not regard you with awe?

I am shriveled up like a leaf
and like the wind
my sin sweeps me
—     away

Yet you, Lord, are my Father.
I am the clay, you are the potter
I am what you have made me.

(Isaiah 63:17 and 64:6)

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