Forgiveness be my friend for no bond has your unparalleled mercy
Forgiveness be the hand that grips my sweaty palms; kindly fade reality into my reach
Forgiveness be my eyes; mark your shrewd observations into a worthy conscience
Forgiveness be my whole; every doubt staggers humbly at your timelessness
Forgiveness be my checkpoint; renew my cycle of restlessness if it will not subdue
Forgiveness be my maintenance; iron the wrinkles of wrath and wrong that I knowingly flogged upon myself
Forgiveness by my saviour pluck me from my drowning dreams that bury me alone under layers of morbid earth
Forgiveness be my dawn; paint sequins of tomorrow’s glory into the tempestuous walls of my thickening dusk
Forgiveness be the heart of boundless wisdom; seep the drops of your ancient reawakening from your soul into mine distressed
Forgiveness be my gestureles companion; swallow me when the candidly raw sights freshly appear and we venture into the finality of the storm.
Forgiveness be my end; your respite sets me free