Bast
Batter my heart, three person'd God; for you,
As yet but knock, breathe, shine, and seek to mend,
That I may rise, and stand, o'erthrow me, and bend
Your force to break, blow, burn and make me new.
Batter my heart, three person'd God; for you,
As yet but knock, breathe, shine, and seek to mend,
That I may rise, and stand, o'erthrow me, and bend
Your force to break, blow, burn and make me new.