… Oh Lord, my God…deliver me.. help my Lord, be my guide.  My way is torn, my way is desecration, my way is confused. Lord I am lost, I lost for words, my wisdom is dearth, I am a child, an orphan to your righteousness. Lord be my strength, be my desire…be my friend, my closest brother… Lord I’ve strayed, I’ve neglected your voice, your still, sweet, calmness. Like a dog I return to my vomit, like a rat I eat at my wounds. Lord I am on my knees, in my humility grant me forgiveness.  Give me hope Lord… …I’m lost my Father…my daddy… Lord I desire to live for you, to be your light, to be your love…yet my flesh is weak, oh so weak.  Like a strand of straw I break; my power is easily undone. Beauty and purity are my desire, yet ugliness and dirt are my reality.  Forgive me Lord… Her eyes are so beautiful yet my selfishness, my lust, my pride and my ego pervert, denigrate her wonder. I seek your hand, your loving touch, your saving grace, and your sweet restoration.  Make me new again Lord; give me your words of life, of beauty, and of grace.  Give me your hands of compassion, of rebirth, and of hope. Touch this decrepit vessel that I am…bring honor to my actions once again.  I lay my worthless crowns and my fleshly desires at your feet.  …you came to seek and save the lost oh Lord;  will you please save me…will you please save me… …restore me oh Lord.  make new in me again, a joy, unbound, unashamed.  Take this guilt and this pride away Lord.  Make me new.  Create in me a clean heart oh Lord.  Restore unto me your sweet forgiveness.  I ask for your light my Father.  I ask for you shoulder to cry on and for your arms to fall into.  My world is so far apart from yours…bring me back into your fold, the one I continue to seek freedom from in my own ways.  Yet slavery is all that exists beyond your borders of care, beyond your arms of love.   I know this, yet I remain rebellious to your voice, to your calling.  Bring me back oh Lord.  Make less me…make more You.  Forgive me oh Lord.  I turn my back from you day in and day out.  I seek death, destruction, and damnation in my own will, in my own way, and in my own glory.  …Lord accept my plea though it carries no weight in your presence, in your court of righteouness.  I have nothing to give but this simple contrition.  Please take it.  Please take it… …please….take it…and restore unto you this child once again…