Lord,
Take back ownership
Of this
Broken City.
Shame on me
For I have built
Towers of Pride
And orned them
With
Pearled necklaces
Of control.
Pearled necklaces
Of control.
Woe is me
For breaking the promise
I had given thee;
To let thy Father
Be forever my King.
Have pity on me
And break down again,
I pray,
The foundations of sin
I have laid.
Restore in me
The gift of humility;
Teach me to follow
Whomever You set above me;
Teach me to honor Your authority.
Oh! You mighty Author
Of all that I am.
Restore the pastureland
And be again my shepherd,
My master.
Be my refuge, my strength.
Let me dwell again
At your streams of life
Let I exalt you with my being.
Let my soul be consumed
With only you.
Be again, the king of this land,
Hear
A servant's plea.
