Legacy of Grace
Infected with deception
At the moment of my conception
Thank you, Father Adam and Mother Eve
For that birthday gift within my seed
Little girl full of joy and surrounded by love
Content to lie and watch the clouds drifting above
Until confusion struck
And my innocent petals started to be plucked
He didnt mean to hurt us
Surely that was our fault, he is blameless
I hear the mattress in the next room squeak
And I know that he is coming for me
I try to close my eyes and hang on to sleep
Sleep that has already escaped me
Shame bursts!
Vengeance thirsts
He desires more
But I will never let him touch my core
A decade of intrusions
A decade to create life-long confusion
Suddenly I am safe and free
But never worthy
Never good enough
Never clean enough
I’ll never measure up
Not when so much was stolen as I was developed
I began to give away what was left
Ocassionaly there was even an outright theft
But what could I do?
When all I wanted was to desperately undo...
Wipe clean
Un-dream
The nightmares
And all the hidden fears
Bestowed upon me
Like they were my legacy
As if this fight
Was my birthright
I planned his demise
How I would look straight in those eyes
As I plunged in the pick
And made it stick
How I would balk
At his shock
And laugh as he bled
My vengeance would be fed
Justice served
In a way we all deserved
Victim, abused, confused
Lost, unorthy, dirty
Vengeful, murderer, whore
Broken, afraid—perfectly and wonderfully made?
Who does this guy think he is talking to?
He doesnt know me—He wouldn’t want to!
What is this resonation?
This light as a feather burden?
Calling me...beckoning...
I am forgiven?
Knowing the thoughts I thought, you are going to allow me to keep living?
To keep breathing
After exposing every lustful meeting?
I don’t understand
Take your hand?
Follow you—trust you?
I am forgiven
Not only for the sins I have commited
But for the sin commited against me
Clean
Holy
Free indeed
A new birth, right?
That means a new birthright!
Grace, compassion, love-everlasting
Joy, hope, the means by which to cope
Redemption, mercy—a new legacy
Daughter of the highest from one of the slightest
Co-heir to throne from terror in the home
Mercies anew from the same old “this is what we do”
Grace in abundance from shameful encumberance
Washed as pure as the freshly fallen snow
Stains of my past you would never guess or know
My inheritance is one of loving sacrifice
My inheritance is one of holiness and ever-lasting life
My legacy will be
To tell everyone I meet
He saved me
He rescued me
He filled the gaps and holes left by others
With a love so strong there could never be another
Another way, another day
That I could live away from him
I breathe in him
And find my rest in his embrace
I survive every moment by his grace
At the moment of my conception
Thank you, Father Adam and Mother Eve
For that birthday gift within my seed
Little girl full of joy and surrounded by love
Content to lie and watch the clouds drifting above
Until confusion struck
And my innocent petals started to be plucked
He didnt mean to hurt us
Surely that was our fault, he is blameless
I hear the mattress in the next room squeak
And I know that he is coming for me
I try to close my eyes and hang on to sleep
Sleep that has already escaped me
Shame bursts!
Vengeance thirsts
He desires more
But I will never let him touch my core
A decade of intrusions
A decade to create life-long confusion
Suddenly I am safe and free
But never worthy
Never good enough
Never clean enough
I’ll never measure up
Not when so much was stolen as I was developed
I began to give away what was left
Ocassionaly there was even an outright theft
But what could I do?
When all I wanted was to desperately undo...
Wipe clean
Un-dream
The nightmares
And all the hidden fears
Bestowed upon me
Like they were my legacy
As if this fight
Was my birthright
I planned his demise
How I would look straight in those eyes
As I plunged in the pick
And made it stick
How I would balk
At his shock
And laugh as he bled
My vengeance would be fed
Justice served
In a way we all deserved
Victim, abused, confused
Lost, unorthy, dirty
Vengeful, murderer, whore
Broken, afraid—perfectly and wonderfully made?
Who does this guy think he is talking to?
He doesnt know me—He wouldn’t want to!
What is this resonation?
This light as a feather burden?
Calling me...beckoning...
I am forgiven?
Knowing the thoughts I thought, you are going to allow me to keep living?
To keep breathing
After exposing every lustful meeting?
I don’t understand
Take your hand?
Follow you—trust you?
I am forgiven
Not only for the sins I have commited
But for the sin commited against me
Clean
Holy
Free indeed
A new birth, right?
That means a new birthright!
Grace, compassion, love-everlasting
Joy, hope, the means by which to cope
Redemption, mercy—a new legacy
Daughter of the highest from one of the slightest
Co-heir to throne from terror in the home
Mercies anew from the same old “this is what we do”
Grace in abundance from shameful encumberance
Washed as pure as the freshly fallen snow
Stains of my past you would never guess or know
My inheritance is one of loving sacrifice
My inheritance is one of holiness and ever-lasting life
My legacy will be
To tell everyone I meet
He saved me
He rescued me
He filled the gaps and holes left by others
With a love so strong there could never be another
Another way, another day
That I could live away from him
I breathe in him
And find my rest in his embrace
I survive every moment by his grace
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