Humility

Humility

Written by Tammy Wollman Stoltzfus

At any cost, O Lord, for any price And may I never call it sacrifice There is one grace, one thing I must possess Humility is what I need, I’ve none, I must confess. This wretched pride I fear possesses me And keeps my Lord from drawing close to me It causes me to serve myself, and yet Turn away when others cry, “Help.” This evil vice corrodes the soul within We cannot call it less than godless sin Too oft ignored in many a Christian’s life It is the source and root of every strife. Root out destructive tares that pride has sown I would possess a nature like Thine own Wilt Thou not, Lord, to me, impart This my prayer: A humble servant’s heart? A heart with not a thought for me or mine No praise, or honor, which are Thine Make me a lowly vessel in Thy hand Ever waiting Thy command. When others meet me, may they see The meek and lowly Lamb in me. Laying down his life again To save the people from their sin As much as pride now possesses me So make me possess, in full, humility At any cost, O Lord, for any price And may I never call it sacrifice.