Refine Poem by David Knox

Refine



Refine
Make it divine
Each impurity
Is a part of me

Burn
Make me squirm
Impart pain
To wash away my stain

Mold
In love hold
Me tight
To give me new sight

Take
Me and make
Me new
Make me more like you

Complain
My response remain
Don't change
Me I'd rather just exchange

You
Your glory too
For lies
Because of ties to sin

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