I asked God for an immaculate heart,
He said, He would have to tear down
the present one! I said, yes Lord;
So He tore it down, it fell into a million pieces; shredded, useless and forlorn
No, I could not complain, for, it was I who asked: He gave me what I wanted, He did comfort me constantly; He laid His hands around me: sinner that I am, He opened the eyes of my heart to see, to leave behind my sinful ways; to walk with Him always, one day I felt different without any burden in my heart, He looked at me how only He could look, with all compassion, love and mercy, He said, I am glad you asked me that day, to give you an immaculate heart...