Oh Yah

Like clay in the potter's hands, I am malleable and fragile, prone to stains and imperfections. I beseech You, Lord, to cleanse me from the defilements of this world, to purify my heart and transform me into a vessel fit for Your habitation. Sanctify me, that I may radiate Your glory and reflect Your image, and graciously reorder the circumstances of my life, that I may dwell in the radiance of Your presence, forever yielding to Your sovereign will.