The Man on His Knees
(A response to Guy in the Glass)
Look into the mirror and you will see,
one who cannot tell,
Whether or not the soul its reflecting,
Is bound for Heaven or Hell.
For that man in the mirror may smile too kind,
Or scowl harshly at what he sees,
But there is One who always tells it straight,
When we come to Him on our knees.
For though a man ought to stand up straight,
And look himself in the eye,
The man in the mirror will not be the judge,
When homeward the soul will fly.
Often scared on our knees to ask that One,
What He doth require,
He'll tear down our pride, challenge our ease,
Or encourage our hearts with fire!
For then we will see as we are seen,
By One bearing the whole human race,
One who is neither too kind or too mean,
And not be deceived by our face.
So whether a saint or a dirty old sleaze,
That man in the mirror won't know.
The best you can have is a vain-hearted guess,
'Till down on your knees you go.
So, the picture I had attached was sending the wrong message, or at least throwing off the message of the whole blog post. I think its pretty good photoshop work though, so if ya wanna see it, its here.