Some days in life nothing seems to go right

We find we can’t forgive ourselves, and that’s our plight

We try to live a perfect life but find we fail repeatedly

For allow our passions for our own desires rule our hearts habitually

When we become aware of this shortcoming we become disheartened

We know we can’t justify this flaw but it too often is our inclination

When we realize we have taken this self-centered position

We torment ourselves that there is no absolution

For to man it is oh, so easy to judge and forgiveness is so hard to understand

He can!

Oh, if only man had the capacity to understand his love

The master’s gift of clemency is a gift from above