Make my mind a temple of thoughts
To account for the lack of time I have lost
If only time could be bought
But that would be a never-ending cost

Make my body free and clean
To account for all of my mistreatments
Wipe away all that is bad, leaving me keen
Keen on all my resentments

**** my spirit for the sins I have committed
The lies and persecution of my own
When judging, don't leave anything omitted
Let everything be known

Make me a man of wisdom
Let me learn when to stop
So that one day I'll make it to the Kingdom
For I too should have ripe crops

Allow me to live as you see fit
Guide me in my times of trouble
So that I may never quit
For you have pulled me from the rubble