Friday, November 20, 2015

My mouth-- Your instrument!

I praise you, Lord.
I praise you, my God.
My mouth is created by You,
and delights to praise You.

I worship you, Lord.
I worship you, my God.
My mouth is created by You,
and delights to worship You.

Cleanse the thief!

My Lord,
my Lord,
I am a thief.
I download copyright materials,
and I am greedy.

My sins disgust me,
yet I am unable to stop sinning.

Wash me with your blood,
my Lord.

My Lord,
My Lord,
You die on the cross for me,
You become the thief,
that I may be free.

From filth to radiance

His radiance blinds my eyes,
He who never sins,
He is so pure and clean.

My dirt frightens me,
I who sin again and again,
I who am so filthy.

He died on the cross for me,
He washes me clean with His blood.

My radiance glorifies Him,
I who am blameless before Him,
I am so pure and clean.

Struggle with Sins

The monster and me fought a battle,
a battle which I lost,
again and again.

Sin gripped me,
oh sin gripped me,
wash me with your blood,
oh Lord.

Cleanse me,
cleanse me,
and make me pure,
from outward and within,