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Hard to face the facts,

Hard to let it all go

The pride, the tears

I'd rather let them flow.

But to have a conscience seared

Become a conscience cleared,

A sinful heart become as white as snow

Is to become closer to who You are

And know more of what You know.



Out of the overflow of the heart,

The mouth speaks.

My heart is heavy,

It leaks.

In words, in poetry, my case I bring,

O my heart is heavy, I cannot sing.



But not just words, not words alone

A contrite spirit, my soul groans,

Lead me home, Father,

You said You'd be my guide.

You desire faithfulness as a jealous lover,

In You, O Lord, I abide.



Draw me to You, closer and closer, so I may never part.

You know my every thought. O Lord, You know my heart.