Have I been settled on my lees,
Much to much Oh Lord, at ease?An empty vessel stained with sin,
My scent unchanged, my taste within.Is that why this turmoil's come?
I hide my face, for what I've done.I wander broken aimlessly,
I drink the dregs You give to me.My apathetic life I bring,
An offering up to You my King.Remove the stench I have within,
Lord, cleanse my tainted soul from sin.
© 2006 by Dot McGinnis