Son, I Loved You at Your Darkest

This is me at my darkest looking down from my tower to heaven. My reputation is what I am on the scale in the eyes of mankind. The more I get beneath me, the higher, and more out of reach. Teacher, which of us will be the greatest.  We will wear compassion we will wear it on our chests and sing with love at our throats like a child, it’s all I know.  Father, hide our hearts in you lest we steal them back and lay them at the feet of men. I know now that glory has not a place near my hands or any man.

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