Book Mender

Oh Lord, make me a clean, empty book

Erase all those sin-words of old

Clean the filth and the grime out of every nook

Make me pure white, with edges of gold

Repair me and make me new again

Trim away all my rough, rugged edges

Wipe out every sentence that speaks of sin

And tear out any ungodly pages

You, the Author, make me your journal,

Telling of nothing but You

Making sure that whatever is read in me

Will let all of your Glory speak through

Bind me together with a thread of Your love

And You be my protective cover

Write Your name on every page of my life

And let its beauty remain there forever.

Copyright STLloyd 1981

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