Breathe life on all the places that have become hardened and jaded,
on areas where I have allowed bitterness to take root
and spaces where thorns have flourished.
In my heart of hearts, I am a sinner -
prone to despise you, myself, my neighbor.
Easy to wander, quick to self-idolize, I cannot
stand on my own self-righteousness.
I give you deep-rooted fears that
I am not enough, that I am a broken record
stuck in the past and unable to operate in the present.
Create in me a new heart, Lord -
let my life be a reflection of your saving grace.
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