Master
How long must I suffer, O Master,
Living life with fears:
Even though I'm somewhat happy
I often shed my tears.
Even when I seem so good
I see my sinful ways ;
I long to live the Spirit,
And do as the scriptures say.
I live vain regrets of selfish want
In a life kept so impure.
How can I cleanse myself?
How can I love more?
What is it within me,
That thirsts for lust and greed;
As if it were compulsion,
To want more than I need.
You're a crystal-clear filled vessel
That reflects the way of Grace.
Me, I am polluted,
So often loosing faith.
O Master ,
Your wisdom is profound;
I am humbled by your humbleness;
Your silence is my sound.
Your will, gives me great strength,
On the path that I must climb.
Your life is my good blessing.Your
peace my com fort,
And your words my sacred sign.