Prick my heart
Till I hate sins
Clean my conscience
Till the stain of sins are visible
Speak to me until I hear
Make it louder if you must
Until I hear.
Let your word sink into my heart
Until its roots are down
To last me my life time.
Let me bear fruit...
The fruits of the spirit.
Lord, use my life
As a signage to heaven
Let my lifestyle prick men of their sinful ways
I desire to live THE CHRISTIAN LIFE
I mean THE CHRIST LIFE.
Help me to shun sins
And depart from hypocrisy
Build me up to grow in the spirit
That I live at home as in church.
In all help me live a life that leads to heaven
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