Sunday, April 22, 2018

Confessions of a Tainted Saint




CONFESSIONS OF A TAINTED SAINT



Brother and Sisters


Let us bow a knee to pray

Today we ask forgiveness

For all the sins that we forgot to say


We are the Silent Stones

We are the Tainted Saints

By now Sodom could have put us all to Shame

By now Gomorrah could have gone in through the pearly Gates

Chorus:

Lord we ask for all the mercy

We have forgotten to hand out

Lord we ask for understanding

For all the mornings we used this pulpit just to shout

We are the Silent Stones

We are the Tainted Saints

Lord we ask for all the mercy

We have forgotten to hand out

We have forgotten to hand out

-These oaken pews in the arena

Turn our thumbs to the gladiators down

These dusty Bibles are on the bookshelf 

Turn the t.v. preacher volume up when we hear the cries for help

-Have I become a better man than I once was?

Or have I just become a better showman on this stage?

Have I become a bearer of better fruit than yesteryear? 

Or have I just pushed the bitter roots down into the ground?

Chorus:

Lord I ask for all the mercy

I have forgotten to hand out

Lord I ask for understanding

For all the mornings I used this pulpit just to shout

I am the Silent Stone

I am the Tainted Saint

Lord I ask for all the mercy

I have forgotten to hand out

I have forgotten to hand out

-By now Sodom could have put us all to Shame

By now Gomorrah could have gone in through the pearly Gates

We are laughing from our monitors

Where we watch your world as it burns

We are throwing the Stones at our Reflections

We are the tainted Saints drug out to the City Gates

- Lord I ask for all the mercy

I have forgotten to hand out

I have forgotten to hand out



Prayer for The Other Tainted Saints



The Great Forgiver and Only One Who Is True

We have little left to Say

Except that we are Sorry

We have Tainted Your Name to the World

While pretending to be Saints for our Neighbors

We have stained the Truth

We have Painted over the Lies

We have broken our Covenants

We have made a Show instead of making a Change

We are your Tainted Saints, we are your Prodigals Sons and Daughters, playing Older Brothers

And You, and You are the only Way we can be made Whole and Clean

And You, and You are the only Truth we have to Share, that they can still Believe.

Please Help Them to Still Believe. 



“Woe to you, Torah scholars and Pharisees, hypocrites! For you are like whitewashed tombs, which look beautiful on the outside but inside are full of dead men’s bones and everything unclean.”

Matthew 23:27 Tree of Life Version 



Resource: “She Must And Shall Go Free” Album by Derek Webb 



Timothy Keller “Doing Justice and Mercy” Sermon 






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