Humbly I come before you
I beg you to take me back
I pray to be your weapon
With nothing in me to lack
I have nothing to offer
I have no riches to give
All I have is my loyalty
For now on, for you, I live
My Lord, my God Almighty
Maker of Heaven and Earth
I beg of you to take me back
And grant me, now, a new birth
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Nice! God is always ready to take us back from disobedience.