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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