Tuesday, December 1, 2009

Psalm 7

Oh Father! I cry to you now.
Create in this bag of bones a man.
A man who, like David, is after your heart.
My soul cries out for this in the night.
My heart cries out for this in the day.
My wholeness cries out for eternity long.

Lord my God. Bring out of me goodness.
Birth from this weary heart a life of strength.
A sly whore lurches around me in the night.
He comes to be with lies and false promises.
Kill him Father. Take him form me.

In me produce steadfastness.
In me find love. Find purity.
My heart knows your faithfulness.
My soul bathes in our love.

Amen. Selah.

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