My heart is black
please make it white
I desire to please you
to do your will
but I can't see you
or touch you
and I long for the intimacy of being held through the night
My heart is broken,
and your word says you'll fix it
and I know your word is true
But my flesh is in a struggle
and I can't overcome
It's not that I like sin
I desire to please you to do your will
but I want him beside me
Together we could serve you
Change ourt hearts,
mold us and shape us,
Please let im be the one
I desire to please you
to do your will
So, help us make it through this
To make heaven our home.
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