SINNERS' SIGHS
(modified from an anonymous 16th century madrigal)

If sinners' sighs are angels' food
Repentant tears to them are wine
O Lord accept this feast of mine
As hearty meal of manna
Like Peter I denied and slept
Then went my way while Peter wept

If I had David's crown to wear
And purple robes of finest weave
O Lord I'd set them all aside
And put on rags and sackcloth
I'd trade a palace for a cell
And start again to love You well

Your blood can conquer any sin
Its greatness I can't comprehend
O Lord therefore let mercy win
When sin and faith do battle
I say with all the saints of old
Praise God, from Whom all blessings flow
-ker