Father in heaven, forgive me for not worshipping you, especially in song for much of the past month. For treating quiet times with you as an obligation, for seeing church as merely a club for the weary and needful, and most of all, for trivialising You and putting myself in the driving seat instead. It's amazing how a hunger for you can be so easily buried in the day to day activities, and so stifled in the pursuit of other objectives.
Your Name is great, Lord, and You are indeed worthy of all praise, putting new songs in me when I come to You with a hungry and open heart. Come in and take control all over again, Lord.