and in all of this, all of this, return to me

"You take no delight in sacrifices or offerings.
Now that you have made me listen, I finally understand--
You don't require burnt offerings or sin offerings.
Then I said, 'Look, I have come.
And this has been written about me in your scroll:
I take joy in doing your will, my God,
for your law is written on my heart"

-Psalm 40:6-8

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And as for me, I am poor and needy
A weary traveler on your path
Find my broken heart, barely beating
Not too gone to save, but too shamed to ask

What can I do to honor you?
For my words are too and my burdens too many
And yet you seek me in the dark
And carry me back into your heart

I could sing a thousand songs and offer up my voice to show I know you
I could give up all I have and strip my pride and wealth to show I care
But of all these things you've no desire
There's nothing I could do to make me holy
And in all of this I hear you say my child, come back to me
So I fall before your feet to give that life that you so loved
Here I am Lord, I have come
Return to me.