Saturday, 29 March, 2014

Soul's Call

I do not really do,
What they think I do,
I'm just a means,
But in fact it's You.
Through me You love,
Through me You write,
Through me it's done,
You remain out of sight.
I do not deserve,
Your gracious blessing,
I'm a sinful soul,
In torn dressing.
What more do I say,
What more do I write,
My soul lost itself,
When it found You beside.
O Merciful!
Listen to my soul's call,
Into the world so mean,
Do not let it again fall,
Do not let it again fall.

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