Lord, You have been kind to me.
You did not give me riches
You did not give me a genius mind
You did not give me fame
But You gave me a heart.
Your heart.

I did not have friends in my darkest hour, so I learnt to be concerned.
I did not have money to buy food sometimes, so I learnt to give.
I was not able to control how others viewed me, so I learnt to persevere.

Your fire refines my heart as gold. Now I understand.
Now, I pray "give me a pure heart" with a much deeper seriousness.
I know it does not come easy.
But You are good and faithful. Your love reaches to the heavens.

Blessed are the pure in heart, for they shall see God.
- Matthew 5:8