My only treasure

My only treasure

I have no merit of any measure
to offer You, my Lord, in trade --
Your compassion is my only treasure.

Empty handed, half-hearted gestures
to fend off Your righteous blade.
I have no merit of any measure.

At Your mercy, at Your leisure; 
salvation undeserved, I'm afraid.
Your compassion is my only treasure.

Purity surely the Beloved's pleasure --
Your life a chaste and silent upbraid --
I have no merit of any measure.

My wayward heart, shaped to pressure,
ventured where its willfulness bade.
Your compassion is my only treasure.

Before You, bereft of holy vesture,
in my nakedness sorely displayed,
I have no merit of any measure --
Your compassion is my only treasure.

                      (Unpublished)