Look back
John Clare Stokes
Lately I’ve been contemplating
The things that keep me looking back
That cause me to go away sadly
It’s not the riches of the young ruler
But the treasures of pride
The folly of lusts
The askance look
That keeps one turning back
Again and again
Just one more glance
We do pray for deliverance
To not grow hardened as the publican
Saying
I’m thankful I’m not as others
As that sinner
When inward we are Gadarenes in chains.
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