Fighting Words

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I felt my words start to come out

In tones that wouldn’t do

For one who tries to walk the path

That was laid out by You.

 

I asked myself how would those words

Do anything but harm?

My words should heal, not aggravate,

Bring peace and not alarm.

 

So many times the words spill out

Before we think them through,

Then we are left to face the mess

That those words brought us to.

 

Lord, help me keep watch on my words,

To pray before I speak

That I might offer to others

The same kindness I seek.