A soul's cry echoes through the night,
To You, O Lord, my heart takes flight
Deliver me from lust's crushing might,
And vile affections that ignite.
The strong have fallen, lost in its sway,
I've been crushed too, and pray for a new way,
Only You can lift me from this place,
And help me walk in Your holy pace.
Grant me Your strength when temptations rise,
And Your Spirit's power to open my eyes,
Purify my heart, soul, and body too
That I may be clean and spotless, pure and true.
Thank You for Your Word, Your Blood, and Your grace
Provisions for my journey, a holy embrace
I trust in Your power to set me free
And be my mustard seed of faith, growing in me
May my heart be a garden, pure and bright
Reflecting Your light, a beacon in the night
Amen.
-The Mustard Seed
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