Delicate and sore

My heart is weak - delicate and sore.
Renew.
Refresh.
Revive, Oh Lord.
It's Your desire to restore - me.
Oh, how You long just to restore.
My Lover, Redeemer and Giver of Life,
Would You come hold me close?
Sing sweetly to me through this tough night?

PSALM 63 says "O God, YOU are my God, earnestly I seek YOU; my soul thirsts for YOU, my body longs for YOU, in a dry and weary land where there is no water. I have seen you in the sanctuary and beheld your glory. Because YOUR love IS better than life, my lips will glorify YOU. I WILL praise YOU as long as I live, and in YOUR name I will lift up my hands. My soul WILL be satisfied as with the richest of foods; with singing lips my mouth WILL praise YOU. On my bed I remember you; I think of YOU through the watches of the night. Because YOU are my help, I sing in the shadow of YOUR wings. My soul clings to YOU; YOUR right hand upholds me."

PRAISE THE LORD. PRAISE THE LORD, O MY SOUL. I WILL PRAISE THE LORD ALL MY LIFE; I WILL SING PRAISE TO MY GOD AS LONG AS I LIVE.
Psalm 146: 1-2.