Acceptable (Diatelle)

You
Bring Me
No glory,
No honor, no
Lamb that is blemish-free,
But one that is sick and not whole.
Did you really think that I would not know?
Am I God in Heaven but cannot see the truth?
More than offerings, I want you to show
Contrite hearts that gladly bow low,
Whose sole hope is mercy–
Sin is his foe–
Who would see
God be
True.

9-30-2015

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