Feb 2017
Father, you made me,
In all my form and glory.
As an image of your perfection.
How low then I have fallen?
To bathe in sin shamelessly,
dousing the light of your word.
In all my form and glory.
As an image of your perfection.
How low then I have fallen?
To bathe in sin shamelessly,
dousing the light of your word.
