How Many Times?

ashen skies overhead
vibrant days lost to dread,
shadows crowd light of day
problems seem here to stay;
how many times
will I have to face the hard?
how many times
will my tender soul be scarred?

heart wounded by cruel ways
sin of man on hope preys,
feelings hurt by love betrayed
shame is left to be portrayed;
how many times
should I forgive my brother?
seventy times
seven and then another!

pride demands and lets me down
desiring to wear the crown,
self corrupts my filthy rags
a foul smell like clinging dags;
how many times
will He cleanse, renew?
in all my times
for His word is true!

my life singing worldly tunes
Christ bleeds into all my wounds,
healing forever by grace alone
for all my disgrace, He did atone;
once for all time
for He's paid all my price
once for all time
for His blood shall suffice!