O God, my Lord, help me use my two hands
to give and to receive, only for Your sake,
and help me carry into this world
what Your wisdom holds and Your love conceives;
O God, my Lord, help me speak words
and keep silences wherein You are remembered,
and help me be ever grateful for Your mercies
when I find delight in the bounties of this world;
O God, my Lord, help me breathe each breath as my last,
mindful of my human frailty,
and help me yearn for Your garden
as I draw in the subtle fragrances of the earth;
O God, my Lord, help me see in the beauties of this world
the signs of Your splendor,
and help me remember, where I see imperfection,
that only the heart sees the Perfect;
O God, my Lord, help me hear Your melodies
in the joys and sorrows of this world,
and help me be an ear where no one listens,
welcoming hearts to help them blossom;
O God, my Lord, help me be cheerful and kind,
that Your face be seen through mine,
and help me make of my face a refuge
from the stern indifference of other faces;
O God, my Lord, help me use the strength of my arms
to hold and to build for Your sake,
and help me provide for, and safeguard
those You have placed under my protection;
O God, my Lord, help me use my intelligence
with the humility of one mindful of You,
and help me discern Your truth from falsehoods,
that I may be attuned with the Real;
O God, my Lord, help me tread my destined path,
that may I be useful to Your creation,
and help me stand for what is beautiful and good,
only for Your sake, O God, my Lord.
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