Take Me Seriously Lord
Take me seriously, Lord
when you call me that day
employ me as sanitary officer
in the bathrooms of saints
that I may share some debris of holiness
I fear that my life here
has been dark and tainted
no amount of good deeds can clean it
let me work as servant of the holy
that their goodness may contaminate me
The talents you gave me
I have used selfishly on this earth
Let me scotch my desires in repentance
That I reach you even by heaven’s ventilators
Take me seriously, Lord
My soul is desperate for bliss
Let me enjoy even droppings of goodness
That falls under tables of holy ones in heaven
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