A Broken Spirit

Psalm 51:17 - “My sacrifice, O God, is a broken spirit; a broken and contrite heart you, God, will not despise.”

My eyes gaze upon Your magnificence, Lord,

there is no one like You.

As far as the east is from the west,

so You have separated me from my sin.

In this,

I have joyful grief,

I take fearful refuge.

For my sin is laid out before me,

my mouth confesses the evil in my heart.

Therefore, I will lose myself to Your power,

I will crucify myself for Your love.

Your forgiveness is my heartbeat;

but, still I will mourn over my wrondoing.

Your grace is my every breath;

but, still I will condemn my indulgence to sin.

It is a blessing, O God,

to confess my pride;

it is a gift to curse my disobedience.

For my inheritance exists in the oceans of Your mercy,

my life comes from the depths of Your grace.

I will meditate on Your justice, Lord,

and I will ever curse my habitual sin.

Lead me to the foundation of Your law,

the freedom of Your instruction,

that I may have life everlasting.

Amen.