Must confess to be set free then cleansed.
I have sinned.
This is my confession,
of things I have within.
I am saying please,
on this floor before you
on these bended knees.
Release me from this disease.
I have passed judgement.
Looked upon other with resentment.
But I am so sure.
Confessing my sins,
will provide a cure.
I have committed theft.
Was willing to accept.
The push that evil gave me.
But on my knees I confess,
Lord please release me.
I submit to thee.

I am confessing willingly.
Through confessions there is hope.
Yes now I see.
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