Purify me O Lord,
like gold in the refining furnace;
remove the iniquities and impurities,
fill me with Your precious fire,
let me reflect Your glorious light,
make me shine like a jewel
standing in the morning sun,
help me to overcome
this body of flesh,
so desperately trying to drag me back
into the filth and perversion
of the dark and lonely prison
You have freed me from;
praise Your magnificent mercy and grace.
Give me victory
over the enemy who would destroy
all that is perfect and pure,
save me from the illusions and lies
that blind and deceive,
prepare me for the coming battle;
bring me home to You.
Teach me Your holy and righteous ways,
lead me down these mysterious paths,
mold the desires of my heart,
guide me into the center of Your will,
be my Master and King,
let me serve You faithfully;
for all the days of my life.
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