Based on Chapter 17 of Jeremiah...
Heal me, O Lord And I shall be healed Save me, O Lord And I shall be saved My heart is wicked Who would know it You, O Lord, would know You, who search men's hearts And find Righteousness or Iniquity therein You are my praise, O Lord You, and not the physician You, and not the medication You, and You alone, can heal me May the words of my mouth And the meditations of my heart Be acceptable in Your sight, O Lord My soul be as humble as the dust of the Earth
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