**Unworthy, Yet Welcomed**
Father, like the centurion, I bow low,
Unworthy of your presence, I know.
My sins and flaws weigh heavy on my soul,
Yet you embrace me, making me whole.
Your love, a beacon in the darkest night,
Shines on me, illuminating the path to light.
Though I stumble and fall, you do not cast me out,
But lift me up, and help me find my route.
With open arms, you welcome me within,
Your grace and mercy cover all my sin.
Your Spirit guides, and fills me with your might,
Transforming me, making me pure and right.
I may not be worthy of your love so grand,
But by your grace, I stand, with you hand in hand.
Your presence fills me with such joy and peace,
I praise your name, and let my worries cease.
So, Father, like the centurion, I pray,
‘Though I am unworthy, let me in this day.’
You welcome me, and I am filled with grace,
Your love and mercy, a constant embrace.
In Jesus’s name,
Amen
#Unworthy
Yet
Welcomed**
