Nothing More

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Hello.  I wrote a poem while on vacation last month on So Padre Island.  I was sitting by the ocean and these words came to me.  I read them again this morning and it was SO what I needed.  I hope they bless your day.

I sit and confess
all my unworthiness.

All I see
is the ocean beside me.

I hear the roar
and know You are more.  More than I know.

The sound of the waves
washing up on shore
Tells me I'm forgiven.

For You took all my sin
and washed them away
as I sit and confess
all my unworthiness.

I need nothing more.

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