Prune my heart

 

Prune my heart Lord, prune my heart.

Do surgery Lord, to it's deepest parts

cut away all the death, the wickedness, 

the desire for all the things of the flesh, 

the pride, the lust, adulterous thoughts,

till Yours is the only Spirit that's sought. 

Prune my heart

all my evil ways and desires

Prune my heart

then cauterize the wound

with Your Holy Fire -

burn all the dead things

in Your Holy blaze

Renew in me a right mind

so I'll no longer be crazed...

Prune my heart

Restore my soul 

To love and desire You alone

is my highest goal

Prune my heart

Please. Oh God, please,

I'm begging You for Grace and Mercy

Please, prune my heart!

Break up it's fallow soil

Soak it daily in Your Holy oil

Teach it to obey our Father

lest it dine with the swine!

Wash it clean daily with Your Word as water

till it belongs to You - solely Thine

Prune my heart

I no longer wish to be

a prisoner on the inside of me -

my heart, a jail,

where i continually fail

NO! NO!  NO MORE!

Oh God! You have the key to my heart's door!

Set me free as You promised You would 

that I may become what You call "good"

I want You to be the chief love of my heart

Storm all my ramparts

Crush it's defenses like Jericho's walls

till every one of them falls

Prune me, consume me, teach me, groom me,  

play Your tune in me

Shout to the battle, 

for my heart is Yours!

Pierce it to it's core!

Strip it bare

with Your tender care

I surrender it to You -

    Your territory 

to do with as You want to

Prune my heart

recreate it anew

that from henceforth 

  it will reflect only You