Every day I chant Your holy names,
And beg You to forgive my great offense,
For though I chant, my heart remains the same,
Engaged in its material pretense.

I daily seek the key to Your domain,
As I dance upon the temple floor,
And in the shelter of Your holy name,
Long to erase the life I led before.

It is not by my effort I am here,
But by Your mercy I aspire to climb.
I pray that You allow me to come near,
And in Your service I engage my mind.

Upon my tongue, my Lord, I beg You, dance.
Please give this fallen soul another chance.