a Psalm

In the depths of my sin I cry out to you oh God. Cleans me and wash me. Sanctify my soul that I may stand blameless in your midst.
I desire the corrupt and the profane. I do not set my eyes on things that are pure. I put the world and its pleasure before you. Fallen and filthy I am undone.
People love me for the things I hate. They laugh at what I am not proud. I am elevated in my filth. No glory goes to you from my life.
My loved ones have been removed. The people of providence no longer stand with me. They are no longer a comfort to my soul. My possessions are scattered. I am alone, broken and afraid.
You oh Lord are my Rock! May I say that Jesus is all I need! I do not hide the bruises! I kiss the hurt that brings me closer to you! I cast my lot with Him who supplies Hope. May my end be much better than my beginning.