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Oh Lord, that I may draw nigh Thee In humbleness and humility. Cleanse my hand and purify my heart Have all thoughts for self depart.
Let me see all others As better than myself. Lift me up dear Lord Remove vain glory and strife.
That my tongue speaks no evil Or have judgement of a brother. Only you dear Lord can judge My works and thoughts for another.
Dear Lord forgive me today That I may stay nigh thee. Teaching my patience to become perfect Your love has set me free.
With praise and Thanksgiving Only humbly want to be. Your child on earth or heaven Walking and talking nigh Thee.
Written 3 a.m. August 26, 1998 Mildred Beaver |
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