Create in me a clean heart, and renew a right spirit within these bones I've squandered far too much to wallow in this filth any longer Crush this Apathy into dust and conflagrate this heart for You alone Shake the core Of my being, regenerate that child's heart Transform my mind to Understand, the gravity of your plan My comfort is my vice, and greed I Have misplaced as virtue Wisdom is of no worth if it has only my own Interest in mind My comfort is my vice, and greed I have misplaced as Virtue Accomplishment is void if it was apart from The King Lord I wish to Serve You with unhindered thought With your grace that sustains is my own Heart revived Create in me a clean heart, and renew a right spirit within These bones I've squandered far too much to wallow in this filth any Longer Crush this apathy into dust and conflagrate this heart for You Alone Lord I wish to serve You with unhindered thought With your grace That sustains is my own heart revived