A Sinner’s Prayer
By: Joseph Stout

Every time,
I think of this crime.
My heart cries out,
For a love with no doubt.
Like a hammer to a nail,
This feeling does swell.
I have finally found,
How death has no bounds.
Forgive me LORD, for the things that I’ve done
Because of you, the victories won.
Take this soul,
And make it whole.
Overlook my faults,
Please make me salt.
Cleanse me now,
Renew my vows.
Wash me clean,
So I’m no longer seen.
Keep me safe in your security ,
Give me strength and give me purity.
I ask these things not of one,
But of three: The Father, Spirit, and Son.