Father, I scarcely dare to
pray,
So clear I see, now it is done,
How I have wasted half my day,
And left my work but just
begun.
So clear I see that things I
thought
Were right or harmless were a
sin;
So clear I see that I have
sought,
Unconscious, selfish aims to
win.
So clear I see that I
have hurt
The souls I might have helped
to save;
That I have slothful been,
inert,
Deaf to the calls Thy leaders
gave.
In outskirts of Thy kingdoms
vast
Father, the humblest spot give
me;
Set me the lowliest task Thou
hast,
Let me repentant work for Thee.