I adore you O'God
I prostrate myself at your altar
I give you my will
I give you my desire
All I want to do
All I wish to do
All I want to be
All I wish to be
is a visible thought in the ponderings of your mind
Take me and mold me
Like a potter with her clay
or
Take me and melt me
Like a smittie with his iron
I am yours
and that's all I want to be
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