HUMILITY

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HUMILITY.

I COME, a weary prodigal No more from Thee to stray; I would that Thou, O Lord, just now Wouldst take my sins away.
O, wash me, cleanse me, make me clean, Change this vile heart of mine; For I would ever be, dear Lord, A humble child of Thine.
Yes, rid me of these filthy rags, This soul-defiling dress, And put on me the snow-white robe Of Christ's own righteousness.
MRS. ALICE BANKS.
Bancroft, Mich.