If I have wounded any soul today,
If I have caused one foot to go astray,
If I have walked in my own willful way —
Good Lord, forgive!
If I have turned aside from want or pain,
Lest I myself should suffer through the strain —
Good Lord, forgive!
If I have let my wayward heart repine,
Dwelling on things of earth, not things divine —
Good Lord, forgive!
If I have longed for shelter in Thy fold,
When Thou has given me some part to hold —
Good Lord, forgive.
Forgive the secret sins I do not see,
That which I know not, Father, teach Thou me —
Help me to live.
Charles H. Gabriel
from “The Best Love Poems of the American People”
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