Ash Wednesday

From the dust of the earth
I was formed
But I soon stormed
Away from Your loving laws
How deeply I was flawed
Am flawed now still
Though I have been transformed
By Your mercy and kindness
I still walk with blindness
And far from see clearly
Your goodness and light
I stumble and fall
But You hear my call
For I am precious in Your sight
Not because of anything
I have done right
But because of who You are
Gracious God, the Most High
Help me walk near Thee
On the road that You walked
Help me carry the cross
And not grumble or balk
At the rough, uphill climb
For You're by my side
And You know the joy that awaits
You are my hope,
The Resurrection and Life
Help me learn
To be faithful to Christ,
To trust
To turn and return
Till I one day return
To dust
February 10. 2016
Inspired by Malcolm Guite's musings. 

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