Khata

Khata

I lied

Khata

I lusted

Khata

I hated

Khata

I am a glutton

Khata

I am prideful

Khata

I am a sloth

Khata

I envied

Khata

I idolized

Khata

I rebelled

As far from the East to the West, my khata has been forgiven,

Surely mercy follows, surely peace remains, and I will dwell with the Lord forever.

My defiance has led to my compliance with You.

The showers of your grace drip on me and empowers me.

The belief I had from the thief who gave me grief.

Lies of me being unworthy that ties to my soul.

Yet you cut loose my shackles; You gave me another try.

It’s not to my demised, even though I compromised.

Now I rise, no longer disguised