My sacrifice, a contrite spirit.
A humbled, contrite heart you will not spurn.
Praise the lord for his goodness,
and bless the King of the ages,
so that his tent may be rebuilt in you with joy.
I have been crucified with Christ, and the life I live now is not my own; Christ is living in me. I still live my human life, but it is a life of faith in the Son of God, who loved me and gave himself for me.
Accept us, for our hearts are humble and our spirits contrite,
and those who trust in you shall not be put to shame.
Lord,
fill our hearts with your love
as morning fills the sky.
By living your law may we have
your peace in this life
and endless joy in the life to come.
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