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Throughout my walk with the Lord, the one desire of my heart has been for Him to fill my heart with so much love that it overflows and touches other people's lives. I have constantly tried to do His will (although I must admit I find it very hard, and I very often slip up), and my overwhelming need is for Him to continue His work in me and burn out the dross in my heart so that there is room for Him to fill it completely.
FATHER, BURN OUT THE DROSS Father, burn out the dross that stains my
heart For you are the potter and I am the
clay, Wash me whiter than the snow Let Your Word be always on my lips, Show me Your perfect will for me, Please take my heart and fill it,
Lord, May it touch the lives of many, Lord, Copyright © 1998 Christine Chipman. All rights reserved If you enjoyed this poem, please
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