God,
And I'm tired, tired on my insides.
Weary with nothing left to give.
Taken advantage of and beyond repair.
But you are hope. You are joy. You are life.
Release freedom where there is bondage.
Wise words where there is only a gossiping tongue.
Create in me a clean heart,
and renew a right spirit within me.
Amen.
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