You know me, and You love me: dark and light.
You know my shadows and my meteors.
Eclipses, supernovas. All are Yours.
You know my good and evil. In my night
You blaze stars. Take my fervor and my will,
My comprehension and my memory.
I beg you to enthrall my liberty.
Please drain me, so that You alone will fill
My spirit. I know loving takes its toll.
Relentless love had left me in despair,
But harrowed in my hell, I saw You there.
Please take the shreds that are my weary soul.
Inspire with your breath this barren sod
To bloom and glorify You, Triune God.
Suscipe
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