My evil lips took the breath from your lungs.

 

My wandering ways put the nails in your feet.

 

My evil thoughts placed the crown of thorns on your head.

 

I pierced your hands that tried to stop me so that I could do my own will.

 

How many times have I broken your heart with my foolish ways, oh Lord?

 

No, you do not tell me. You only ask for my repentance.

 

But still, I pierce your side for you to keep the distance from me.

 

Oh, how long, oh Lord, have you seen my evil ways and shed many tears because I transgress against you?

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How long have you told me to come back to you, but I turned my face away to follow the lusts of my own heart?

 

How long were you sad, and I wasn’t there to comfort you?

 

To turn your sorrow into joy.

 

Where was I, oh Lord? I left you, but you, oh Lord, you never left me.

 

You called, and you called until I could be called no more.

 

Then you put all of your sorrows into a vial to hide them from yourself, so you could weep no more for me.

 

I wasn’t there to wipe away your tears, oh Lord.

 

It was I who broke your heart.