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 O, Divine have mercy Heal me with compassion And swaddle me with your love wordinthehand2015 1 7 10