Soak me in your laundry and I'll come out clean
Scrub me and I'll have a snow-white life.
Tune me in to foot-tapping songs,
Set these once-broken bones to dancing.
Don't look too close for blemishes,
Give me a clean bill of health.
God, make a fresh start in me,
Shape a Genesis week from the chaos of my life.
Don't throw me out with the trash,
Or fail to breathe holiness in me.
Bring me back from gray exile,
Put a fresh wind in my sails!
Give me a job teaching rebels your ways
So the lost can find their way home.
Commute my death sentence,
God, my salvation God,
And I'll sing anthems to your life-giving ways.
Unbutton my lips, dear God;
I'll let loose with your praise.
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