Grave Clothes

Loosen up these rags my Lord
That bind and hold me so
Tear them to shreds I pray
You are more than able I know

These rags that hold me
To the life that I once had
The life I once thought grand
Was ultimately just sad

You have given me a glimpse of glory
To the future you've promised me
If only I can cling to you
You've already set me free

My prayer O Lord is that
I always feel your hand
And for you to rip these grave clothes
Rip them strand by strand

My Sisters

To some we may seem strange
Even a bit weird they may say
But I hope that you three know
I'll have your back any day

You've been advice givers, diaper
Changers, confidants and more
But the title of "my sister"
Is the one I most adore

For a sister is more than a best
Friend you see
A sister is the person who can
See the best in me

You take me for what I am
Loving me at my worst
But even though you're older

Still know I loved you first