Alchemist

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Master Alchemist, transform
All within me to Thy will—
To my wayward spirit’s storm
Utter now Thy ‘Peace, be still.’

O, too often have I heard
Men of God, with passioned plea,
Show me truth writ in Thy Word,
Beg me to obedient be.

But, though tears repentant came,
And intentions rose with hope–
Swamped in sin, I stayed the same,
Captive to my error’s scope.

With the violence of my tears,
Master, melt this veil that blinds.
From this forest of my fears,
Lead me till true faith I find.

Change me from the inside out,
Change me till Thy will is all,
Till my love for Thee can shout,
‘Call me onward, only call!’

–Libby┬á