I see my own wickedness.
When I think on my ways,
I turn my feet to your testimonies.
I run to you for rescue.
Deliver me from myself.
How humbling that you gave your life
For all to be free.
More so, that you did it for me.
I know the condition of my soul and
You know my soul's condition
Yet, you love me.
You give me your name.
Upon your mercy I heavily rely.
In your strength, please let me reside.
Teach me good judgment and knowledge,
For I believe in your commandments.
Use my afflictions to tell others of your love.
In you alone, can hope be found.
You have turned for me
My mourning into dancing.
Your care for me is an ever present song.
To you, dear Lord, I lift my hand to
Bless your holy name!
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