Cast me not away, my Lord,
From the presence of your Love.
I need thy strength, and might,
And power to shower me from above.
Send the Holy Spirit,
And instruct Him to hold my hand.
Though your image is in my heart,
I bear weakness that is man.

Restore to me the blessed joy,
Salvation's hope will bring,
And teaching others of your way
Will make my heart glad-sing.
Create in me a bright, clean heart,
Free from the tangle of strife,
That in this temple, designed by God,
I'll praise the giver of life.

Take my spirit, pursued by wrong;
Renew it and turn it to right,
And ever, in dark or depression,
Lead me truly with Thy light.

©1997 Jeanetta Watkins