Apathy And Petition
The Burial
Create in me a clean heart, and renew
A right spirit within these bones
I've squandered far too much to wallow
In this filth any longer
Crush this apathy into dust
And conflagrate this heart for you alone
Shake the core of my being, regenerate that child's heart
Transform my mind to understand, the gravity of your plan
My comfort is my vice, and greed i have misplaced as virtue
Wisdom is of no worth if it has only my own interest in mind
My comfort is my vice, and greed i have misplaced as virtue
Accomplishment is void if it was apart from the king
Lord i wish to serve you with unhindered thought
With your grace that sustains is my own heart revived
Create in me a clean heart, and renew
A right spirit within these bones
I've squandered far too much to wallow
In this filth any longer
Crush this apathy into dust
And conflagrate this heart for you alone
Lord i wish to serve you with unhindered thought
With your grace that sustains is my own heart revived