And allow Your flame to search my inward parts;
Burn away all the wicked way in my heart,
Cleanse away, Lord, today, today.
Shall I passive be while waiting for too long?
As I wait I'd be clothed with Thy garment,
As a bride adorned for her Husband to be, to be.
You would make us all perfected somehow.
But I'd rather be judged and exposed now
Than to wait for that coming day,
Lest I miss Thy face
Today, today, Lord, today.