Unmask Me

Although for the world,
for all the people that I meet
I carry a mask that protects me
to Your eye there is nothing that is covering

and every thought, every deed
lies open to Your scrutiny
and I beg for Your mercy,
for Your selfless love

that You brake down any wall
that divides us, that You’re light
may find even the darkest places,
where I have been hiding.

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