Of You

Of You



More of You

And less of me

Less of the angers

The hatreds

The greed



To empty myself

Of all worldly lusts

Waging war

Themselves

Into my heart,

Battling,

They thrust



With their painful swords

They slice

Fighting to cut

heaven's cords

But your hands

With Your love's power

Your strength,

They shower



Your fingers

Around my soul

Entwined

Reaching deep

No satanic, hellish

Demons

Can ever reach



So that is why

Every day

I must repeat

As I work, play

Walk or sleep

Not I but You

In me that lives

My salvation

Dear Christ

You protect

And into eternity

You keep!