Prayer: Confession

I heard you call, but still I slept;
I knew your voice, but did not come.
How can I, a retched man, still pray?

I loved you little, sought the world,
distracted, amused, your face forgot.
How can I, a retched man, repent?

I sought vain dreams within the dark,
forsaking truth, forsaking light.
How can I, a retched man, know you?

Teach me to follow
—show me the way—
Help me to love
—hide me in your tent—
End my bitter night
—bring daylight into view.