Forgive me God,
My lord and savior.
For I have done things,
opposed to your favor.
But this you know,
and this you have seen.
So it is no secret-
My soul is unclean.
My heart is heavy and burdens run deep.
Its the struggle that's torn me and made me so weak.
I thought the world had harmed me,
so I looked elsewhere.
Went searching for love-
but nothing was there.
So, I called on your name.
I did it in vain.
I strayed far from you
to escape worldly pain.
I turned to that man
thinking I had better.
I became a store
and he was my seller.
It started with kindness and a heart so pure.
He told me I had beauty when I was unsure.
He made me feel loved when i felt so hated.
Then, he said he would help me
and promised I'd make it.
I then turned from your grace toward something untrue.
And now, here I am, returning to you.
So, take me, my God!
This is my plead.
Wipe away unclean spirits and you take the lead.
Become my guide and I will look towards no other.
For I'd rather have you than the love of a hustler.
