Creator, I Ask of Thee (Poem)
Creator, overlay my heart with
The purest of goals,
Touch my lips
With Your fiery coals,
Purge my intents to be
In complete harmony with Thee,
Engraft truth in the inward part
Erect Your throne inside my heart,
Prune from me,
Those unprofitable weeds, and
Plant Your truth in all my deeds,
Consume me with Your
Power and might!
Heal my eyes, and restore my sight,
Open my ears to hear Your will
With my life Your purpose fulfill,
Let yours spices outward flow
On my life Your anointing bestow.