Evening Prayers Monday, 24 August 2020
XLIII Judica me, Deus By Malcom Guite Shucked of the husk of all my wasted years I long to step forth, free of all encumbrance To set aside the heaviness, the tears, The sin that clings so close, the doleful hindrance Of resentment and regret, to let them go Roll them below the cross, as Christian once...


