Oh, how I loved to keep your ways,
And spend my earthly days!
I promised you so many times,
But faltered in bad climes.
Oh, how I wish I'd lived better,
And been your trend-setter;
But I had slipped and fallen oft,
Repenting rather soft.
If only I had been sinless,
And led a life blameless,
You would have blessed me all the more,
And healed early my sore.
So many times, I went astray,
Despite good advice, say;
But you redeemed me from lane,
And kept me always sane.
I've suffered lot in life, O Lord!
Help me to keep your Word;
Protect me Lord from snares of foes;
Comfort me in my woes.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 21-09-2014
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