Open my lips, Lord,
and my mouth
will declare your praise.
You do not delight in sacrifice,
or I would bring it;
you do not take pleasure
in burnt offerings.
My sacrifice, O God,
is a broken spirit;
a broken and contrite heart
you, God, will not despise.
~ Psalm 51
Forget your perfect offering...
there is a crack in everything.
That's how the light gets in.
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