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I ASK good things that I detest, / With speeches fair; / Heed not, I pray Thee, Lord, my breast, / But hear my prayer.
I say ill things I would not say- / Things unaware: / Regard my breast, Lord, in Thy day, / And not my prayer.
My heart is evil in Thy sight: / My good thoughts flee: / O Lord, I cannot wish aright- / Wish Thou for me.
O bend my words and acts to Thee, / However ill, / That I, whate'er I say or be, / May serve Thee still.
O let my thoughts abide in Thee / Lest I should fall: / Show me Thyself in all I see, / Thou Lord of all.