KYLE SLEDGE

Wash away the sin
Wash away the pain
Wash away the thoughts
Of drowning in the shame

Slake the harvest’s thirst
Slick the streets and drains
Flood the towns with righteousness
To unite every name

From the clouds you fall
From the gods you came
From the end to the beginning
You form life’s entire frame

Teach me to be humble
Teach me with your grace
Teach me as I kneel in awe
While tears stream down my face