Clothe Me

Pride precedes a fall

Lord, steady my heart

So I don’t slip

Teach me truth in the inmost place

Let me tremble at your word

May I know wisdom

The kind that springs from humility

Help me to practically apply Your timeless word 

Draw me to the poor

Let me extend my hands to the underprivileged

May I not strut before people

Instead, may my heart long to serve

Long to be of help

Long to love
Clothe me, Oh Lord, with the plain garment of humility