The Prayer of the Penitent Profligate.
Lord, I am weak and worthless, better fit To grovel in the dust, a worm of earth, Than wear Thy holy image, which I do But daily with defilement desecrate. Long-suffering God! in mercy infinite! That thou did'st not long since have cut me off, But still dost keep me in the place of hope! Weak, worthless, wicked is this heart of mine, But Thou, O Lord, art all in all to me, For Thou art strong, Thy power is supreme, The God of might, from Thee all strength is sprung; And Thou hast vanquished man's great Enemy, And by Thy strength I too may vanquish him, And thus be worthy, washed from sin, to wear The holy image of my Maker, God. Then Lord, O Lord, give unto me Thy strength; I know Thou wilt, for Thou hast promised it: Omnipotent, Thy name; and love, Thine attribute!
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"Lord, I am weak and worthless, better fit..."
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