I carry the load of a lose lose.
A battle I cannot win.
Release me father,
Release me, from my sin.
May you be extolled Lord,
for the work that you will do
In the cover of my shame
When you make these things new.
Come swiftly dear One
With the rising of the sun.
May this raging battle
Be the victory you have won.
Amen.
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