Tell me about repentance Lord–
The shock, the grave, the awesome death
Talk to me about the turning–
The the pain, the path, the happy rest.
Teach me about that better way–
The one with life and hope
Show me how I might not stray–
And gain purchase on the rocky slope.
Let me in that sacred door–
Where holy men have gone before
Make me as thine own dear son–
Righteous as the Holy One.
Give me turning from my pain–
The darkest hour sweetly calls
Raise me up to life again–
With vict’ry over soaring walls.