Lenten Psalms 51
O, Divine have mercy
Heal me with compassion
And swaddle me with your love
I fear to be in your presence
knowing how many times I have turned
Treating life as a dead-end street
Whilst you waited for memory to return
Take me again in your arms, O Divine
With hyssop, purify me as a holy place
As bright as the mountaintop snow
As a tabernacle of scented blessedness
O Divine create within me, a new song
A rhythm of heart beating truth
Let the breath of your Spirit renew me
And my days bear the joy of your word
All I can offer is me, O Divine
All the sorrow that cannot be carried
The brokenness that won't hold any longer
And a heart that cries out to be held
With hyssop, purify me as a holy place
As bright as the mountaintop snow
As a tabernacle of scented blessedness
O Divine create within me, a new song
A rhythm of heart beating truth
Let the breath of your Spirit renew me
And my days bear the joy of your word
All I can offer is me, O Divine
All the sorrow that cannot be carried
The brokenness that won't hold any longer
And a heart that cries out to be held
O, Divine have mercy
Heal me with compassion
And swaddle me with your love
And swaddle me with your love
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