Forgive my sin and Iniquity.

 Forgive My Sin and Iniquity

A Reflection on Psalm 51:1-2, 1 John 1:9, and Isaiah 1:18

Forgive my sin and iniquity, Lord—not a surface, shallow clean,

But a deep, interior washing, a making whole and pristine.

The stain of scarlet, the crimson thread that clings,

Wash it in the fountain that from Calvary springs.

Wash me thoroughly from my iniquity, and cleanse me from my sin. (Psalm 51:2)

Sin—the deeds of thought and word and flesh,

The secret shame, the public fall, the mess.

Iniquity—the twisted bent, the crooked way I choose,

The stubborn heart that will not bend, the grace I often lose.

I bring my sin to You—the known, the secret, the great,

The failures of the morning, the regrets of the late.

Not to earn forgiveness, but to receive the gift,

To let the cross's mercy give my weary spirit lift.

If we confess our sins, He is faithful and just to forgive us our sins and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness. (1 John 1:9)

Forgive my sin—the words I spoke in haste,

The thoughts that wandered, the time I waste.

Forgive my iniquity—the patterns I repeat,

The cycles of defeat, the bitterness so sweet.

I come to You with open hands, with nothing left to hide,

I lay my sin before Your throne, I trust in Your love to abide.

I do not hide my falling short; I bring it to the cross,

My only hope, my only plea, the blood that covers loss.

“Come now, let us settle the matter,” says the Lord. “Though your sins are like scarlet, they shall be as white as snow; though they are red as crimson, they shall be like wool.” (Isaiah 1:18)

Forgive my sin and iniquity—not just the outward stain,

But the inward rot, the secret pain.

Let Your Spirit purify my thoughts, my words, my deeds,

And let Your righteousness take root and plant its seeds.

So I confess my sin—and I receive Your grace.

My broken heart You gently lift.

I am forgiven, I am cleansed, I am made whole.

Your mercy has restored my soul.

Forgive my sin and iniquity, Lord. I am free.

Amen.