Spirit of God, you know my inmost being; 
all of my life is open to your sight; 
help me to take to heart your probing counsel; 
help me to yield to love’s all-searching light.  

My love, I know, is rarely what is should be; 
my joy is all too shallow at its best; 
my peace is fragile as a flower’s petals; 
my patience crumbles at the slightest test; 

Self-interest haunts my kindness and my goodness; 
seldom is true integrity my goal; 
I lack my humble, gentle Lord’s demeanour; 
old habits undermine my self-control.  

Spirit of God, beyond the flaws and failures 
you know the person Christ would have me be.  
Come, plough and prune, and make me fit for service; 
come, plant and nurture your good fruit in me.  


Martin E. Leckebusch (b.1962) 
Metre:  11 10 11 10 
Tunes:  O PERFECT LOVE 

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