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.
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(Isaiah 63:17 and 64:6)
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