The healing words

Heal me, heal me, heal me
O Lord
Of all the sins I have committed
in all lifetimes
For I know no saviour
but You
You are the giver of life
and yet You destroy it
My life is in Your hands now
treat it as You wish
I can't bear the agony
of seeking revenge from my friends
The ones who betrayed me time and again
pounding me with their hatred
The hatred I created in return
made me blind
For I could not see the seed of love
that lay buried within each of them
I have been wandering for ages
seeking solace from this fire
Yet it grows only stronger
stoked by my ever larger ego
For ego can't rest till it kills,
killing the seed of God
Or that's what it seems
for God can never leave you
He only waits in abeyance
waiting for your heart to flower
Wash away the pain of the centuries
wake up O healing poet from your slumber
The Gift was given to you for a purpose
to heal and not to doubt
For you are One when you write
yet you doubt the One
Your pain is linked to the others
And it dies the moment you wash it with your healing words
Yes, with His healing words you fool
for you and He are One