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I was in cardiac arrest;
arteries clogged with my will.

My heart was attacked
when lust forced its way in.

He ruptured vital vessels
and stopped love from circulating.

There was a shortage
of Your life-sustaining oxygen.

My heart flatlined;
I needed a transplant to save me.

Lord, be my organ donor;
Give me a heart like Yours.

Get your love pumping
through my bloodstream.

Enter these hidden chambers;
revive me and make me new.