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I sat down and cried,
As I mourned for days;
For I know I lied,
In my evil ways.
I started to fast,
And prayed to the Lord;
For my wicked past,
Asked it be ignored.
I know I did wrong,
As I do confess;
Torment does prolong,
My life is a mess.
Lord God of Heaven,
Give another chance,
Forgiveness given,
So I can advance.
Awe-inspiring,
So great how You are;
To You I shall cling,
If You cleanse my scar.
Please keep Your promise,
Show mercy and grace;
Do not make me miss,
To feel Your embrace.
Teach me how to love,
And how to obey;
Hold me from above,
So I do not stray.
Open up Your eyes,
Bring closer your ear;
Show how to be wise,
And how to revere.
I confess my sin,
Had done against You;
Please cleanse me within,
So I can be true.
Copyright © 2015 Richard Newton Sherrer
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