My heart is full of anger
For the things I have not done.
For the time that I have wasted
And the battles I’ve not won.

For the grief that I’ve caused others
And the misery I’ve felt …
For fear and for the anguish
Of each hurt that I’ve been delt.

For my words and too my actions
Have not glorified my God.
He asked me to bring peace
But with contention I was shod.

Although I did not know it
Each hurt I stored away.
And venom built within me
Each person to repay.

And when attacked or hurt again
There’d come an angry bout.
In hateful words that blast and sting
That venom would come out.

Oh God You said our hearts are full of evil
And You’re right
But You can circumcise them and
Remove that hate and fight.