Tuesday, 30 June 2026

Tekel

I'm found wanting

weighted and waiting

This lack in me

when you looked to see 

If I was all

That I should be

I wanted

And so I had not


I had no balance

I had no grace

I saved no money

I saved no face

I was wanting

a time and space

to fill my soul

With your embrace

But I wanted it too much

Everything out of reach

I was out of touch

The weight of your glory

Dragged down your side of the scales

The want stretched before me

Held me to fail

Now I am in want of nought but you

Melt me, purify me,

Lord do what you do

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