Grime and Grace - a Poetic Pause on the Ten Top Laws

I've stumbled into things obscene;
No steaming bath can make me clean.
My fine appearance, a smokescreen,
Pretending Heavenly hygiene.

For each Commandment, I have spurned;
Resolved for good and then returned.
Where righteousness may be concerned,
I cannot say I've lived and learned.

1.
Loving God above the rest?
That has been a daily test.

2.
Idol worship, claiming stuff?
I never seem to have enough.

3.
Using God's great name in vain?
Perhaps I said a word profane.

4.
Keeping Sunday set apart?
My calendar is torn apart.

5.
Treating parents with respect?
How often do I disconnect?

6.
Murder, rage, or hate someone?
What happens when I jump the gun?

7.
Adultery I have not tried,
But have I been dissatisfied?

8.
Stealing comes in many styles.
Will I go the extra miles?

9.
Testifying, telling lies?
Have I tried to rationalize?

10.
Desiring someone else's things?
Am I tangled in such strings?

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Perhaps I'm guilty on all counts,
By many pounds or just an ounce.
The Judge could justly me renounce
And "Ever Guilty" me pronounce.

I've stumbled into things obscene;
No steaming bath can make me clean.
And yet, He died to intervene,
To offer Heavenly hygiene.

So, purified, I freely stand.
My Savior takes me by the hand
And leads me to another land
With grace I dare not understand.