Father, when in love to Thee low I bow the adoring knee,
When repentant to the skies scarcely do I lift my eyes,
Then, O hear me as I plead for thy help in time of need;
Bending from Thy throne on high, hear, forgive me when I cry.
I repent the times I’ve stood for the things of lesser good,
And for stewardship of time I have spent un-linked with Thine.
In the midst of sin and strife, teach me how to live a life
Marked by graces of new birth, worthy of Thy saints on earth.
Father, while I look to Thee, lowly on the bended knee,
And in penitence I turn, for thy pardon now I yearn.
Reconcile me by Thy love; lift my soul to things above;
As I humbly now draw nigh, hear, forgive me when I cry.
