Prayer Poem by Zoe MacRae

Prayer



Lord, capture my heart and transform it
to be like that of your Son.
Make me holy, whatever the cost.
Break me and heal me, Father of all comfort.
Be my only true desire and joy,
And burn away every reflection
Until your face alone I see,
completely and in all your full, unfathomable,
and indescribable glory,
Mi Refugio, Domine.

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Zoe MacRae

Zoe MacRae

Statesboro, Georgia, USA
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