Prayer of the Vine Swinger

Sunday "Tree" Logic... Prayer of the Vine Swinger


The vines bring me closer to You
Comfortable knowing You don't judge what I do

With rapists and killers and liars around
No wonder some claim that You can't be found

Shit is hard out here and everyone's in need
But those thoughts of desperation can disappear among the trees

Those liars and killers and rapists and such
Make the innocent pay for the sake of their own crutch

Their crutch is their weakness, their shame and inner defeat
All of which would be resolved if they swung up in the trees

That brings this back to me, the vine swinger, the sinner
The truth is God, from which I sit I still come out the winner

My vice is all natural
Yet it brings me back to you
I still have Your love, I still have Your Grace and Your acceptance of what I do

I talk to You often as I swing among the trees
Your voice becomes so clear washing over me in the breeze

Unsure of what's in store,
Unclear on Your plan for me
Yet confident and unwavering in my belief it'll be quite a sight to see

So thank you God, in advance for the troubles and the trials
I'll just sit back and relax on my tree and kick it with You for awhile