Deadly Roots


Deadly Roots
By Christine Hare Tate

Search me Lord and if You find

The stems of bitterness,

Reveal its deadly roots

And clean up all the mess.

Slash it where it’s planted

Before it spreads around,

Cleanse me by your blood

So no trace can be found.

When you finish doing that

Please probe for other kinds,

Like resentment or jealousy

And if those two you find,

Sever every wicked branch

To prevent a deadly spree;
I give you my permission

To perform the surgery!

Most of all I ask Lord, if

You spot unbelief or doubt,

Reveal their evil tendrils

And quickly pluck them out!

So it goes Dear Lord,

Remove the ghastly weeds

That lurk in hidden regions

And replace them with good seeds!


‘The human heart is most deceitful and desperately wicked. Who knows how bad it is?
But I know, I the Lord search all hearts and examine secret motives.
I give all people their due rewards, according to what their actions deserve.’
[Jeremiah 17:9-10]



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