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January 11th and 12th, 2008.


From the Heart


Help me to act from the heart

O Lord;

No tiring must!

Strengthen thy pact every part,

No miring rust.


Bless my praying ev'ry aim

O Lord;

No hind'ring curse.

Make a-staying in thy fame,

No wasting the purse.


My own pride must be the worst

O Lord;

So you're letting me be.

Make me least instead of first.

My fretting they see.


Wash me whiter than snow

O Lord;

Hallowing myself.

Make me sightly sun glow,

Reflecting thyself.


Help me pray for power

O Lord;

My lips no plaint.

Make me never cower,

Fear dips nor faint.


Fill me with thyself

O Lord,

Treasure of my heart.

Ever make me delve

Thy soul's ev'ry part.


<chris bouter>





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