Prayer of the meek

My God how can I ponder you
In stillness of the night
Only you who sees my heart
My soul so fraught with fright

In silence of the night I sit
With none to share my thoughts
Ponder on this life of mine
Disasters I have wrought

Your glory and your wonder
Will never comprehend
How dare I even mention it
Your glory never ends

My dearest lord my god glory
Complain I oh so weak
Before your wondrous majesty
I only see I’m meek

I pray to you to send to me
Of wisdom smallest trace
And lift me from these chains that bound
And guard me from disgrace

I pray to you open my heart
To that which is best
Deprive me not you pleasure
And grant me of the blessed