Morning Prayer

Father, guard my wayward tongue,Help me to speak gently,Keep the portal of my lips,Let me watch intentlyLest a note of fretfulness,Weariness, resentment,Claim to be my voice today,Cloud this home's contentment.And everywhere that I may go,Father, help me see,Despite all mortal evidence,Thy children perfect, free.

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