Lord, something is wrong. I am wrong. What I’ve done is wrong. So wrong my soul hurts. So wrong my bones ache.
During the night I sleep on a bed of bawling. During the day I sit on a couch of crying.
But you have heard my weeping. You have heard my tears.
You accept my prayer.
You accept me.
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