Lord, touch my heart, purify me of all decay and rottenness within.
Cleanse my mind, make it pure, as if washed in a bubbly river.
Touch! My lips until all I produce tastes sweet and nourishing to the eater.
Touch my tongue, so that every word uttered from my lips may heal and give life.
Touch my eyes, let it stay fixed on you, and be in awe of you.
Touch! until my life shines on the hills, until my body is the torch, and my life shines in a dark world.
© Enobong O’wunmi.
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