How Quickly does our Mind Forget
by Jeremiah Johnson
How quickly does our mind forget,
That we have suffered greatly.
In our hands the darkness set,
To blot the callous time.
How quickly does our mind forget,
How ruthless we have become--
To men and women we have met,
Our angered hand strikes o'chime.
Blessed be, Blessed be,
the great old arm chair debt
peeling over we try to see
the Lord and his bright Glory abound.
How quickly does our mind forget,
that we have committed murder.
Upon our neighbor we shunned them yet
and passed our judgments on.
How quickly does our mind forget.
Our life is but glory-less,
without the Lord upon.
