If I Have Squandered Your Gifts, O Dear Lord

If I have squandered your gifts, O Dear Lord,
     and glorified myself with hoarded wealth;
if I have crucified the Lamb and Word, 
     and planned against my righteous neighbor's health,

then a rebellious son swift to repent
     will not corrupt truth, nor forever break
the law or second-highest commandment;
     instead, your talents now will all awake

in him and in these written lines of rhyme:
     what I am endowed with, I will employ
and with love make the most of my short time,
     and on earth spread and multiply Christ's joy.

For whilst some lust for power or live for blood,
I was formed to see my songs lift Death's hood!
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