In all my thoughts and the corners of my heart there is not a room for HIM. In my wickedness and willfulness I do not seek His ways. In the selfish yearnings of my heart, I approve its greediness and ridicule HIS laws. I do not remember HIM when I talk about HIM. I do not mind HIM when I talk to HIM. In what I do, I do not care that HE is around and that HE sees. I am happy in my own disillusionment. My own self is apt to be my master.

Save me, O LORD. Save me, from myself. Save me, from my flesh, from its pride and self-affection. Save me, for they lead me to death. Save me, for I am dying. No one remembers life when she is dying. No one gives praise for life when she is going into the grave. Do it, O LORD. Only YOU can save me. Lift me up from the gates of death. Show me light of life that I would not sleep into the dimness of death. Save me.

posted by Graciana@Home at 2:02 pm