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I am trying to find the author of a poem. It goes like this, One day I looked at my
Who wrote the following poem?
One day I looked at myself, at the self that Christ can see, I saw the person I am today and the one I ought to be, I saw how little I really pray and how little I really do; I saw the influence of my life, how little of it was true! ... etc ... ... |
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