Good Wednesday morning, and a happy Robbie Burns Day my friends!
My Scottish heritage shines through his morning, as I sit here in my kilt and sporran (no kidding!). And so I feel it is best to leave the prayer today to the bard, himself. Burns realizes he cannot rely on his own power to be righteous and instead leans on God and how He "Delighteth to forgive". We would be wise to do likewise (likewiseth?).
Grace and peace be with you lads and lassies today!
Bruce
A Prayer, In The Prospect Of Death
by Robert Burns
O thou unknown, Almighty Cause
Of all my hope and fear!In whose dread presence, ere an hour,Perhaps I must appear!If I have wander'd in those paths
Of life I ought to shun;As something, loudly, in my breast,Remonstrates I have done;Thou know'st that Thou hast formèd me
With passions wild and strong;And list'ning to their witching voiceHas often led me wrong.Where human weakness has come short,
Or frailty stept aside,Do Thou, All-Good! for such Thou art,In shades of darkness hide.Where with intention I have err'd,
No other plea I have,But, Thou art good; and Goodness stillDelighteth to forgive.
Bruce MacPherson |
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