We weep at our incarnate frailty.
We weep at confusion and sin.
We weep at the selfish agenda.
We weep at the tiger within.
We weep at the child-life departing.
We weep at the blush off the bloom.
We weep for the ones we offended.
We weep at the guile and the gloom.
We weep knowing Holiness watches.
We weep knowing better was planned.
We wonder if Holiness offers
The curative touch of His hand.
We weep lately sensing His presence.
We weep so unworthy of Grace.
We weep at the startling discovery
That Holiness died in our place!
