“A WITHERED HAND”
(Mark 3,1)
Ashamed before my God I stand
A Christian with a withered hand!
The zeal and prayer of former days,
My busy life no more displays.
My spirit harsh, my words unkind,
Speak of the withering in my mind.
The mind of Christ is not in me,
And this is plain for all to see.
A wretched man, I helpless stand,
Symbolic of that withered hand.
Great God! in mercy to my soul,
Speak Thou with power and make it whole.
K.B.