Moments of Peace

When I grow close to God
And give Him glory and laud,
I begin to feel insignificant,
And I realize I’m not innocent.

I see my wicked heart, saturated in sin,
And turn my face, ashamed, from Him.
I find myself to be a worthless bug
And don’t know why with God I am smug.

I fall to my knees, trembling with fear,
For I believe the wrath of God is very near.
I plead for his mercy, I beg for his grace,
I ask that He, on me, shine His face.

He smiles at me,
And points, so I can see,
A cross, now stripped bare,
Where Jesus took my sins and cares