I use to dream of things that were worldly seen,
But now I dream of things that are heavenly beamed
I use to dream of diamond rings, cars, and bling
But now I ask the father
Ahayah ahba, to make me clean
Heal me from my impurities
Fix me from the wicked world
And the crooked ways
Change my heart to righteousness
Purge the wickedness from my spirit
Keep me in your righteousness
Wash me
Nurture me with your love and charity
Father clean me
Tame my ways, bow my neck
Keep me honest
Keep me faithful and diligent
Make me a Stewart of your righteousness
Wash me in your word
Mend me