Father, I scarcely dare to pray, So clear I see, now it is done, How I have wasted half my day, And left my work but just begun. So clear I see that things I thought Were right or harmless were a sin; So clear I see that I have sought, Unconscious, selfish aims to win. So clear I see that I have hurt The souls I might have helped to save; That I have slothful been, inert, Deaf to the calls Thy leaders gave. In outskirts of Thy kingdoms vast Father, the humblest spot give me; Set me the lowliest task Thou hast, Let me repentant work for Thee.