Torn between right and wrong,
I find myself dancing a wayward song
I find myself weak, though once strong.
Torn down, abandoned and forsaken by myself
and all my friends, my foes, yet not God Himself.
I take His dusty book off of the shelf.
I find my way has wandered far
I wanted to be among the stars
I wanted to claim a noble heart.
Instead, I find I’ve forgotten joy.
I have forsaken truth for petty toys.
I have ignored His Word and heeded noise.
God, leave me not alone.
Hear my aches and pains and groans.
Shine upon my heart and strengthen weary bones.
Lord, lift me up upon Your cross
Let me rise with you and count this life as loss.
Let not my sleep disappear amid the storms that toss.
If that is you, I dare to ask,
Call me forward in a simple task.
Let me drink deep the Supper’s fruity flask.
Let love again hold up my soul.
Let truth again make me pure and whole.
Let your Spirit reach each part and make me full.
Tears wash away my vanity.
Tears waste away my veil of sanity.
Tars soil my claim to chastity.
A deep stain exposes the wretchedness of my eyes.
A deep pain reveals the confusion of my cries.
A deeply planted grain grows out of the depths of mind.
Faith that the Word of God remains true.
Hope that the resurrection of Jesus applies to me and you.
Love that changes my life and impatient, cruel view.