A Prophet’s Prayer
Flee from me, o Lord,
Come no nearer
I am unclean, unclean.
Leave me behind,
For I have no worth, no use.
But let not my will be done,
Only Your will be done.
I am unworthy,
But if You do insist, my God,
Then burn me.
Set me afire with Thy flame,
And burn me down,
So that I may rise like a phoenix,
Leaving my old self in ashes.
Cleansed, purified and renewed
To carry out the mission
That You have appointed me for.
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