Lord forgive me for the weakness in my skin, the stench of my flesh, the imperfections brought before you. I am low, I am nothing above anything.
Lord I find time repeats actions, denies faith, removes favor. Lord forgive my mistakes.
The blood of Jesus, I must daily seek,
To remain immersed, and never to peek,
At that which will lead me astray, at my failures repeated today.
In Jesus name amen.
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