Give me, O God, the knowledge that can see
Whatever stands between myself and Thee,
Be it self-will, self-love, or pride of thought,
That keeps me from the perfect self I've sought—
A clear transparency to daily be,
That Thou may'st shed Thy healing love through me.
With deep humility I'll cast aside
Each earth-born thought and in Thy truth abide,
That longer still no mist may cloud my gaze,
No pent-up sinful thought its voice may raise;
As self-esteem goes down, thought will arise
To man's true being and to Soul-filled skies.
Self-knowledge and humility, then love—
The greatest to attain, that is above
Self, rank, or human following—these three
Must be the states of thought enabling me
To see Love All-in-all, then say, Be still,
At once, to every claim of pain, or ill.
To heal, O God, and instantly—I say,
This is my one desire, my prayer, each day.
