How clear to me, Lord — I confess,
My life consumed by selfishness;
What good to satisfy the flesh
And crucify the Christ afresh?
To take each step for self-desire
Offends your grace, provokes your ire;
So cleanse the heart of every trace
Of all that’s vile, corrupt, and base.
Stoke anew that righteous zeal
To do your will, for others’ weal;
Lord, make this day, for posterity,
Matter for eternity.
by J. Randal Matheny
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