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A sonnet focusing on one’s desire for God’s Love |
| Heal this wounded heart and make it cleaner Open these closed eyes to the things I see Accept me though I am a great sinner Show me how to love like you have loved me The one thing I asked is to be captured And be surrounded only by your love For due to your presence I feel secured And laughters of angels overcome sobs This is my desire thy honor be raised For Lord, with all my heart I worship you All I have within me I give you praise And every breath I take I offer too For you are the potter, I am the clay You are the director, of my play |