A Lenten Prayer
Now comes the time we honor
The savior's suff'ring turn
And so wear ashes on our face
As to ashes we return.
We ask employment for the sick,
Peace on Earth to follow,
A sinless life for our neighbor,
Though his virtue be yet hollow.
Refrain for forty days to judge us,
Our sinful souls set free.
Give us forbearance towards curmudgeons
And nearerness, LORD, to thee.
Let our sacrifice be enough
Let our devotion flower
Let us not neglect your enemies
But keep our faces dour.
Humbled, though we might have been,
Thou hast refilled our pride.
On Easter, when He rose again
We, too, set gravity aside.
HUMILITY, n. The virtue distinguishing the God-fearing Christian from the self-loving non-believer.