The heart's disease succumbs to pride, devastation of my sick heart.
I long for You amidst the distractions of my sick heart.
My secret thoughts turn inward to tear through a veil of light.
Sleep's heat fills me from the fascinations of my sick heart.
Burn and kill whatever worms have eaten away the truth.
Heaven beckons amidst the creations of my sick heart.
My days are laid waste with dissipation and blank despair.
Ceaseless pain drives the imaginations of my sick heart.
If you curse me bless me with mercy. Now I have lost you.
I abhor the sins of my life and the abominations of my sick heart.
Forgive me though not a tax collector, not a prostitute, not a leper.
My faults overwhelm the indignation of my sick heart.
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The curses of Moses haunt me. The thought of heaven taunts me.
Condemn me tonight with the Gideonites condemnation. Heal my heart!
When you give light to me it is like water, like warmth, like breath.
Peace begins after discord, harmony after dissension. Heal my heart!
Help me to abandon all unrighteousness, all sin, and every corrupt way.
Let me work for you threshing the grain like Gideon. Heal my heart!
Give me strength. Guide my feet. Console me at the rivers of your care.
Let me vanquish my enemies with peace, and leave them in devastation. Heal my heart!
Though my enemies surrounding me are more numerous than waves, or blades of grass, let me be peaceful.
Let me vanquish them. Spare me from damnation. Heal my heart!
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