Hearken to the my call.
Admit I to thee,
unworthy I am
it be.
Come to me I plea,
in humility before
thee.
Cast me down unto the deep.
darkness abide my eyes to weep.
From within this dark,
living words mends a
broken heart.
Peace so great comforts me,
Wisdom flowing throughout
the woe\'s.
Unto thy will, a fertile soil,
Plow the mind of fallen will,
reap words of wisdom
How is it that when we judge
We have hurt the ones that love.
Lord you remove the
blame by revealing my
own shame.
And
With non-judging eyes,
You Deliver me with you\'re
wisdom my Divine.