VOICE OF A SINNER

I feel as though I am forsaken 
Left in the deserts heat
My lips are parched my mind confused 
And my tongue unable to speak 

The desert wind joined hand
With the dust of the ground 
They pursue and overtakes me
I eat the dust of the ground for food
And my eyes are dried of it's tears

My voice is silenced 
By reason of my grief 
And I am reminded 
That the wages of sin is death

Is it too later to repent from my wicked ways 
Can this sinner get the attention of God 
Is there an advocate that can argue on my behalf 
Or must I suffer twice as a man
Then be swallowed up by the wrath of his word 

Have mercy on me O sovereign God
And spare me from the wages 
Of my disobedience
Remember that I a nothing but dust
As this sinners voice cries out in repentance.

Wilford Barker.