To the Lord our God belong mercy and forgiveness, though we have rebelled against Him. (Dan 9:9)

Lord of Most High, Creator of the Universe, and through Whom all things hold together. I seek Your face. Though out of this mouth flows words from a filthy heart, I pray You cleanse my tongue. Make it like a fresh spring, from which flows only unsalty water. Water of praise, and songs that You delight in. My heart is calloused, and wretched. Not knowing its doom. My mind fails to comprehend the judgement at hand. Forgive me my ignorance. Holy Father, and Lover of my soul. I pray you cleanse me, make me clean once again that I may dwell in Your courts, and serve You. You promised grace, sufficient. Mercies, neverending. And, unworthy as I am, I come a shameless begger to ask of thee of these very things You covenanted with those You saved. (For my God is mighty to save, save me from myself) Not staking on my efforts, but only by Your grace. My heart is hardened beyond measure. I need Your Holy Spirit to convict me. I need Him. Even if I can’t feel Him. I need Him. For my Treasure thou art. Yes, Lord I have rebelled against You. And punishment is at hand. Then get over with it soon, that I may rest in Your Bosoms again. Put Your Left Hand under my head, and with Your Right Hand, You embrace me, oh Love. I now speak these words, but I cannot foresee my future sins. But I hold a repentant heart. I ask of thee, a steadfast heart. To guide me through the narrow path, which You said was difficult. Hasten to deliver me Father. I lie despondent and wasting away under Your rejection. Do not let me be cast down, for right now, I place my trust in You. Remember that I am but flesh; a frame of dust. Watch me rise up again Father. To You I lift me soul. Do not let me be ashamed before my enemies.

Psa 33:14 From the place of His dwelling He looks On all the inhabitants of the earth;

Psa 33:15 He fashions their hearts individually; He considers all their works.

Psa 33:16 No king is saved by the multitude of an army; A mighty man is not delivered by great strength.

Psa 33:17 A horse is a vain hope for safety; Neither shall it deliver any by its great strength.

Psa 33:18 Behold, the eye of the LORD is on those who fear Him, On those who hope in His mercy,

Psa 33:19 To deliver their soul from death, And to keep them alive in famine.

Psa 33:20 Our soul waits for the LORD; He is our help and our shield.

Psa 33:21 For our heart shall rejoice in Him, Because we have trusted in His holy name.

Psa 33:22 Let Your mercy, O LORD, be upon us, Just as we hope in You.