Lord this weight i feel i cary-
in reality is only the deception i have
of the weight which i dont actually have
because your blood Jesus
has already covered it and taken its burden
Lord stain me forever so that the best of launders
can not remove your hand upon my life.
grip me with ruin
to never look back or think about return
for how can i say that the life before was better
than a life of wonder and mysteries divine
wash away all of me until what remains
is the countenance of the fullness of you