Make Me New My God Poem by Dr. Antony Theodore
Make Me New My God
Break me.
Blow me.
Burn me
and make me new.
Batter my heart.
Shake me.
Yes, right you are. We do sometime need shaking and breaking to become better.
A clean thought...as a flood comes..though it is a natural calamity still after it goes the road becomes clean and pure, ...agricultural land becomes more fertile...same is the case of humans also...a suffering shatters us but makes us more stronger and generates a new perspective to live our life.
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7/25/2025 10:40:06 PM # 1.0.0
Break me. . Burn me and make me new.....nice imagery. So touching. Vices like greed, anger and will be burnt and we become pure. A brilliant spiritual poem.10