Help Me To Know**

Help me to know,
my good works do not make you happy or sad,
that it is only me they make glad,
with Your Holy presence I am humbly clad.

Help me to know,
that all my prayers do not make you change,
but my own wayward soul is re-arranged,
and I have all of eternity already gained.

Help me to know,
my soul has been bought with a price,
defeating the purpose of Satan's device,
his treachery no longer succeeds to entice.

Help me to know,
You do not sometimes stand close,
and then drift afar off like a haunting ghost,
my body is Your temple, an earthly host.

Help me to know,
Your presence remains the same,
whatever good or bad I have to claim,
Your love is steadfast without blame.
***
Philippians 2:12-13 "Therefore, my dear friends,
as you have always obeyed-not only in my presence,
but now much more in my absence-continue to work
out your salvation with fear and trembling, for it is
God who works in you to will and to act according
to his good purpose"

Susan Hebert Ajaz
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