If I see myself reflected –
All my guilt and all my shame –
How can I help but weep to see
What I am before Him?
If I look Him in the eye –
Him, the brother that I scorned –
Can I bear to hold my gaze?
Can I let Him see me?
If He looks me in the eye –
All the glory in His face shining,
Fresh as day, alive from grave –
He shall rip my shackles.
If I see myself reflected –
Changed; made somehow new before Him –
I cannot leave my new reflection
And not be what He has made me.
The Consolations of Writing 