Change Me Lord Poem by Saint Cynosure

Wring out my heart,
of all its evil,
turn me from my wicked ways.
Set me on the straight and narrow,
until my end of days.
Help me be,
to you my LORD,
all that I can be.
Let me live without a doubt.
and love you,
has you love me.
I'm just a man,
born of the flesh,
with a soul who cries to you.
A man that in his heart nows right,
and knows the road to truth.
Has I bow down on my two knees,
and thank you for your grace.
And for the gift of my Christ Jesus,
a gift without replace.
Wring my heart,
of all its evil,
turn me from my wicked ways.