Once I prayed, I knew not what I said.
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Show me myself, oh Lord,
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Alas I did not dread
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The hideous sight which now
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I shudder to behold,
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Because I knew not self-aright.
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And I was led in answer to my prayer,
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As step by step to see
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My wretched heart lay bare.
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Then I prayed,
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Stay, Lord, I cannot bear the sight.
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And pityingly His hand was stayed,
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His hand was stayed.
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Now I pray, I know that prayer is right,
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Show me Thyself, oh Lord,
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Be to myself the Bright and Morning Star
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To shine upon the grave of self
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And lead my heart from earth afar,
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From earth afar.
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Once I Prayed
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| Phil Keaggy |
