Oh, Jesus, take my heart and make it once again glad.
How can I go from joyful so very quickly to sad?
Oh, God, I beg and pray that You will send me some relief.
I am truly pining away with a soul-wrenching grief.

Oh, Lord, You know my pain and sorrow all too well.
I ask You for a break, even for a little spell.
A little time for rest, and I can myself compose.
But don't let me jump back into the game I have proposed.

I've followed it to long, and gone the way I surely knew
Was always only wrong, when I should have followed You.
Let me learn to be myself and let the hurt truly show through.
And when I'm really done with this, I'll know I finally grew.

But for now my simple prayer is that You lend me, please, a hand.
Oh, God, You are my Comfort, Friend. I know You understand.
And no matter what I want, let Your Will be done first.
For through all that I've come, I could only do it worse.

Here is my hand, Oh God. Please be so kind to guide me on.
I give You, too, my heart. You can give it a brand new song.
I thank You for always being there, through my trials and my pain.
You were where I needed You, when I looked for You again.

Why does it seem I've lost You to then find You at my side?
Why is it Your Spirit stays with me to always be my guide?
I thank You for the kindness that You've often shown my way,
And for hearing every word that I should happen now to pray.

Oh, my Jesus, be my Counselor. Help me in my time of need.
This was brought on, I'm afraid, by a little petty greed.
However much I do start over, my heart will not forget the past.
I know, I've tried. It seems too hard. Will my mistakes forever last?

If there was one thing I could ask and then forever be content,
I should want my hurt and pain a harmless place to be all spent.
I really have no need of it. It causes so much hurt.
And not only just to me, my Lord, but to all others on this earth.

Oh, God, I'll be not satisfied 'til it takes it's leave of me
And joyfulness comes 'round again. I say it hopefully.
I know You care and love me, but still I must admit,
I wonder half the time if I most surely deserve it.

Fill my heart up once again with Your tender love and grace.
Oh, and teach me, Lord, my God, to let my heart show on my face.
Let the most intense of feelings show through a transparent me,
So when someone wants to know, they can just look, instead of peek.

Take the masks that I once wore and smash them into dust.
I give You everything because I know You I can trust.
I'll speak to You as much as this matter does demand,
And even more as truly fitting, for me You do command.

So keep me, Lord, and lead me forever in Your way.
Hold me, God, and let me never to go astray.
Mend me, Jesus. Mold me into that which I should be.
Save me, Lord, and heal me so Your goodness I can seek.