Solitude #3

Solitude #3
by Joel Howard

More and more? 
No, less and less
Throw off, self, all of this
Bow my knees, I confess
No more me, make me less

Its a holy rush to the ground
Quicker than falling, I bow down
I throw myself, lay my crowns
Tear my heart before You, Lord

In tears I 
Realize I
Cry and cry
Mercy, favor God!
I choose now solitude 

next: Solitude #4

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