This heart of mine is made to love you, but how can it with all of the wickedness that’s eating it? It’s as black as the nights sky without you. Come on in Jesus clean this place up. I’m tired of living this way. These thoughts are over taking my mind. I can’t think straight. God please renew my mind. Give me your thoughts. My eyes see so much wickedness they start to burn. Please give me your eyes to see like you do. I need a make over God clean me from the inside out. No one else can do what you do.

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