My God, my God

Help me, Lord, poor child
that I am.
I have relied on alcohol to comfort me,
to drown my dissatisfaction,
my disappointment with the world,
with myself.
Help me to rely on you, My Lord,
my refuge, my Rock
and to let go...
let me not go down the same roads again...
let me not be consumed...
I want so much to belong to you, my strength
pour into me the strength of your soul,
turn my empty cup into a full vessel
of your goodness.
Let me not go down the same roads again.
My Lord, My Rock
I have done so much wrong,
relying on loose women, relying on drink
to temporarily soothe my soul.
Open the doors of progress, development
and letting go to me
Lord
so that I may become
once again.