Ashes

Oh, God!
I recognize myself.
Worshipping with my mouth,
but my heart's far from you. 

God!, I cry out
for my people
of unclean lips
children of fathers of unclean lips.

I groan for the Spirit
to reveal You.
I wait, not expecting
believe, unbelieving.

Lord!  Won't you reign!
Take your kingdom,
make them see -
believe.

But you said,
My kingdom's unseen
un - physical
real.

All of this, this tangibility
will burn in fire
will be blown away
as smoke
ashes.