Flowing from my heart
And I say verily unto you
That I am a woman lost in the throes of sin
Uncontained and raw with the newness of iniquity
I have searched the valley low for some tranquil place
And I have only found refuge within your arms
Where is my place of solace?
Is there peace for the forsaken?
Amnesty for the abandoned?
Grace for the guilty?
There is nothing that I know that is willing to
Absolve my humanity
All that is stored within the vaults of my guarded secrets
Is an offering unto you
More than any ten percent
Greater than the sum of a good deed
It is a pure and honest broken heart O’ God
Will you be willing to save me again?
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