The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit,
A broken and a contrite heart—
These, O God, You will not despise. Psalm 51:17 (NKJV)
Repentance, Lord, we call to Thee,
Depths of heart hesitant to see.
You alone know us well –
Somber fragments You alone know to quell.
Remorseful heart, spirit crushed,
Lord, Your plan is never rushed.
Seeking solace and clarity
In you eyes I look to see.
Repentance, Lord, a sinner’s heart.
World wanes, I drift apart.
Sanctified by Blood so pure
Ever safe from carnal lure.
Remorseful heart now fades away,
As joyful countenance now holds sway.
And You see growth in what You do
Draw me closer, make me new.
© 2013 Rick Stassi