To ye I pray to so
And he answers my own
Purge me of evil oh
For it is surplus in my soul
So thine grace I may own
From my heart never let love go
For it maketh life whole
And beautifies it the more
Keep my life and my wants never owe
But please never stop to instruct my soul
But also give me the grace to know
That it is ye who speaks to my soul
For such path I do not wish to go
Which has naught at me to throw.