Fill me with life anew,
That I may love what Thou dost love
And do what Thou wouldst do.
Breathe on me, breath of God,
Until my heart is pure,
Until with Thee I will one will
To do and to endure.
Breathe on me, breath of God,
Till I am wholly Thine,
Till all this earthly part of me
Glows with Thy fire divine.
If the iron be blunt, and he do not whet the edge, then must he put to more strength: but wisdom is profitable to direct. - Ecc 10:10