O Lord, may I become Your ark
Where You by Spirit in me dwell,
And let Your light dispel the dark
That life may reign o’er death’s last knell.
May Spirit in me chrism bring,
Anoint my tongue to Your truth speak,
Fill mind and heart that I may sing
Of beauty, virtue, we all seek.
May conscience, ‘twas before condemned,
Be washed in oil–contains Your Blood–
That I may know I am redeemed,
Washed clean in Your Baptismal flood.
May truth become Your guiding light
From heaven sent to lead the way,
As we all journey from the night
To dawn of truth–brings Your new day.
PROCLAIMING TRUTH! 