Forgive our sins as we forgive
You taught us Lord to pray;
But you alone can grant us grace
To live the words we pray.
How can your pardon reach and bless
The unforgiving heart
That broods on wrongs
And will not let old bitterness depart.
In blazing light your cross reveals
The truth we dimly knew,
How small the debts men owe to us
How great our debt to you.
Lord, cleanse the depths within our souls,
And bid resentment cease;
Then, reconciled to God and man,
Our lives will spread your peace.
Hymn 674 Rosamond E. Herklots, Detroit
And here is the scripture:
Then Peter came up and said to him, “Lord, how often will my brother sin against me, and I forgive him? As many as seven times?” Jesus said to him, “I do not say to you seven times, but seventy-seven times.
“Therefore the kingdom of heaven may be compared to a king who wished to settle accounts with his servants. When he began to settle, one was brought to him who owed him ten thousand talents. And since he could not pay, his master ordered him to be sold, with his wife and children and all that he had, and payment to be made. So the servant fell on his knees, imploring him, ‘Have patience with me, and I will pay you everything.’ And out of pity for him, the master of that servant released him and forgave him the debt. But when that same servant went out, he found one of his fellow servants who owed him a hundred denarii, and seizing him, he began to choke him, saying, ‘Pay what you owe.’ So his fellow servant fell down and pleaded with him, ‘Have patience with me, and I will pay you.’ He refused and went and put him in prison until he should pay the debt. When his fellow servants saw what had taken place, they were greatly distressed, and they went and reported to their master all that had taken place. Then his master summoned him and said to him, ‘You wicked servant! I forgave you all that debt because you pleaded with me. And should not you have had mercy on your fellow servant, as I had mercy on you?’ And in anger his master delivered him to the jailers, until he should pay all his debt. So also my heavenly Father will do to every one of you, if you do not forgive your brother from your heart.”
And for levity's sake, here is our first poem for the year:
If I Could Have a Pair of Wings
Anita E. Posey
If I could have a pair of wings,
Do you suppose that I
Would chose a pair of robin’s wings
And skim across the sky;
Or would I take the wings of gulls
And glide across the seas;
Or would I buzz around the flowers
With wings of busy bees?
I could, with wings of dragonflies,
Dart over lakes and creeks;
Or with a pair of eagle’s wings
Soar over mountain peaks.
Perhaps, with wings of butterflies,
I’d flutter out of sight;
But with mosquito wings, I guess,
I’d flit about and bite.