Lord, you kept my soul from the pit of hell.
Once secure, I thought I would never slip.
When you withdrew your spirit, I fumbled.
But I place my trust in you, the almighty g-d
My eyes, whole body and soul are sore.
Look kindly upon your servant, save out of pity.
Here I admit my fault to you.
Please smooth-over the guilt of my crime forever
Sunday, December 23, 2007