Every morning I vow to love thee more fervently,
to serve thee more sincerely,
to be more devoted in my life,
to be wholly thine;
Yet I soon stumble, backslide,
and have to confess my weakness, misery and sin.
But I bless thee that the finished work of Jesus
needs no addition from my doings,
that his oblation is satisfaction
for my sins.
If future days be mine, help me to amend this life,
to hate and abhor evil,
to flee the sins I confess.
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