The Cleaning
The Cleaning Dear Lord Jesus As I go about my housework Let me see each job I do, As a service for my King And a way of loving You…. The Cleaning Dear Lord Jesus As I go about my housework Let me see each job I do, As a service for my King And a way of loving You. Let me wash away my judgments Of others right or wrong, As I wash up the dishes Place within my heart a song. As I clean up little fingerprints And lots of muddy shoes, May I remember how you cleaned the feet Of the loved ones you did choose. As I mend up torn pajamas And sew a button on, Show me where I need to mend a breech That’s gone on far too long. Let me tidy up my thoughts As I tidy up the toys, Let me sweep away my fears Like the dirt from little boys. May I be just as quick with my forgiveness As I am with mop and broom, Sweeping up the clutter In my heart and living room. May I rinse out pride and ego As I rinse the bathtub out, And while we are at it Lord Let’s take care of anger, hate and doubt. Please remind me often Lord That the
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