Unto the Lord.

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.